Argentina (en inglés)

Argentina
[Intro]
It is the Grouper
Hah... Yes... Hah!
[Verse]
Talking about it is always complicated
Especially when our thoughts are locked up
And of course... Brother, we are human
And sometimes something escapes from what we keep

And we forget that language sometimes betrays us
And that false people can understand that language very well
Hiding what's inside to look better
It always ends up in a black spot that does not evolve
That's why I only talk in songs
Pal' who wants to listen to me can analyse all my intentions
Teenagers with drug problems
They say they agree with all my opinions
And that is what they call apology
You can't be an artist if you're on drugs all day
Hail Mary, what hypocrisy!
To be able to believe that someone might be hurting himself because of me
But in this life there is everyone and everything
Some people need others and some people manage on their own
I get out of control when I write
That's why I always smile at the beginning and end of the subject I cry
Is it anger or sadness?
Knowing that my head now has that dust that was on the table
Although if I die it doesn't matter
Because God sent us to live to die by nature

How can I consciously rap?
Under a drug that leaves my mind and heart warm
To be treated as a criminal as usual
And as always I will be singing the truth to my people
Long live Jesus Christ and the Virgin Mary
Also Antonio Gil, the saint who takes care of my flia
My respect for Charly Garcia
And I curse Julio Argentino Roca and all the police
Because that showed me the corner
Knowing that the pain does not go away until the entire spine comes out
To be the same inside the well or at the top
And smile even when I sit there in ruin
My Caravan on the third day
Bothering the neighbour when I go up the track and drop a rhyme
I can feel the moment approaching
When it runs through my veins all that hurts me
Calavera doesn't scream, it discriminates less
That's why I'm lifting my strength and carrying another gram on top of it
So if this time the drug beats me
And I am dying to write now don't cry for me, Argentina

[Outro]
Don't cry for me, Argentina
My soul is with you
My whole life is dedicated to you
Don't go farther
I need you

En esta canción de 'Homer El Mero Mero' titulada 'Argentina (en inglés)', el artista reflexiona sobre la complejidad de la comunicación y la dificultad de expresar verdaderamente nuestro interior...