Argies

Hey! You don’t know where you are, who you are
Looking for an identity, you walk towards a dream
Hollywood attractions blind you
You are part of the equation latin = cannon fodder

Hey! A volcano, a coffee plantation was left behind
It hides in a place of your memory
New airs suffocate you with prosperity
And a road to the north, the final lash

Cannibal America

Hey! What? With no documents you are illegal here
But I... I’ll be... I’ll be your welfare!
Hey! What? There’s a job that will put you in rule
Be a soldier, a gladiator... and my security.

In the town’s church you’ll be remembered

Hey! What? You can see where is your dignity today
It was left behind long ago in the tropic
Cannibal America