Democracy a pretext to invade a sovereign people under the guise of freedom and the faith and hope of the people in God may His will resonate in every corner of the planet the universe and the heavens
Verse1 Morality and dignity always stand out in the good hearts of humankind Holy God His creation was not in vain
In the history of my land two paths crossed
One sought science and his homeland and did not yield
The other sought glory bought from abroad surrendering the Nobel Peace Prize and betraying his people
And for a medal he surrendered his flag
Humberto Fernández Morán inventor of the scalpel and the Nobel Prize he did not accept it He did not bow to the empire and he did not betray his homeland
Without selling his passport without carrying that cross today wherever he may be he lives in peace with Jesus
While others bow for a paper prize greed avarice without morals to obtain power
Entering through the back door like a faithful servant the empire humiliates him as they know how to do
Chorus For all The world
Wake up people nothing is hidden anymore Come out of this foolishness don't be unjust to yourselves
Don't believe in the glitter the press tries to give you
The Democracy is just another insult
to steal your soul and plunder your possessions and for greedy politicians to mistreat their people
Only Almighty God has the last word
His great will is holy His justice protects us
Neither greed nor empire nor macabre lies will ever win They can defeat the subjugated but not a people who defend their family and their bread
Verse 2 The game of the press and greed are complicit in manipulating people for their ambitious greed
There is a press that whitewashes the trail of genocide the Democracy that they proudly sell deceiving the press
that they call freedom and the pain
of hearts that cry out for love and peace
And a neutral one that feels neither cold nor hot
while they bombard humanity with cynicism and without morals
They lie With smiles on an international stage
But the people already know who the real traitor is
The one who auctions off his people for the favor of the invader
Bridge The gesture of faith
There was one who sold his medal to give medicine and bread
That is the Nobel Prize that God knows how to reward
Because love for one's neighbor is the light that illuminates
And not the greed that wants to chain us
Lord give us memory so we don't forget the past
A stimulant of conscience against disguised evil
Final Chorus
Awaken my people for nothing remains hidden
Do not believe in the glitter that the press wants to give
For the Democracy is only an insult
To steal your soul and plunder your possessions
Only Almighty God has the last word
His will is holy His justice is the magnet
Neither greed nor empire nor macabre lies
Will be able to defeat the people who defend their bread
Outro
Through the back door you will see them pass
But through the main door the truth will triumph
GOD BLESS
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