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 With faith and hope to Holy God the Father of all mighty

True to his morals, his people, out of love