Quítate Las Gafas [English translation]

In the vertices of time

Where reason dies

We should love each other, but no

We'd rather argue

For not mixing colors

Classes, creeds, thoughts, religions

I don't care about to whom you preach

Or about which saints bless you

I only see the flowers

Not the colors of their roots

Today the sky, in my battle,

Is putting down, forevermore,

The glasses that are used

To turn into people

Everyone you see

If I decide to call the different 'rare'

It's because I don't want to see myself

I won't listen to the thought

I'll limit myself to listen

All your dirty intentions of judging

All your complains and insults

I'll turn them into pledges

Simply because they're not real

I don't care about to whom you preach

Or about which saints bless you

I only see the flowers

Not the colors of their roots

Today the sky, in my battle,

Is putting down, forevermore,

The glasses that are used

To turn into people

Everyone you see

If I decide to call the different 'rare'

It's because I don't want to see myself

My enemy is simply and only

The one that doesn't let me recognize

That behind the smoke screen I saw an astronomic consumption

We can't see from a high-angle shot

I don't care about to whom you preach

Or about which saints bless you

I only see the flowers

Not the colors of their roots

Today the sky, in my battle,

Is putting down, forevermore,

The glasses that are used

To turn into people

Everyone you see

If I decide to call the different 'rare'

It's because I don't want to see myself

• Artist:Melendi
• Album:Quítate las gafas (2016)