From the North to the South - How capitalism works out
I’ve never felt the Earth shake
Underneath my skin, bones breaking
And the smell of the vulcano, erupting,
Miles away from me.
I live in another place,
Where the sun always come
I live where bad days
Are all days and none.
It’s quite good in here, though
People may not always believe
They think that only the soul
Is enough for you and me
I live with people that don’t understand
That the BIG, the GIANT believes
Not in the people, nor in them
But on the money of their dreams.
From North to South
West to East
Into the GIANT’s dreams
Breaking relations of poor human beings
Hiding information under it’s skin.