Chile

Be who you are

If it fits in the system

Say what you will

But you might die if they listen

They think in the politics of gasoline and torture

Please only talk to me in the dark

Write what you will

If you write in a prison

Sing how you feel

But you die if they listen

They think in the politics

Of rosaries and chains

And it's hard to tell the right for the wrong

When the right is protecting the wrong

Be who you are

But not where there are people

Reality is taught

Right and wrong, there is no middle

We think in politics

Of money and ourselves