Outside

From outside comes a cry of pain

Which is deaf to the soul

Break a heart.

Out comes the fear of being alone

Be another in the crowd.

Outside there is a crowd of strangers

Impoverished

Fault of their prayers;

Pray for yourself

Not the other outside

Wet by the rain of discord

Spent in his heart.

Outside

I hear songs

Of a new world

Changes, new horizons.

That a flag can bring.

But I see that out there

Nobody listens to the songs of changes

For your daily routine takes

And laziness alienated

It makes us no longer want.

Outside of here

I see inside

Through the stained glass

The cry of the forgotten child

The cry of the oppressed

The slavery of our souls

About our attitude and look.

Outside

There's nothing more colorful

Only the reflection of the glass.

It's all

Everything out there

And here I am inside

Contemplating be

Through the window.

I see everything and nothing

The black and white

The ideology and alienation

I rationing

About everything

What's out there.