Con Botas Sucias - Barón Rojo

Tienes once a±os

Y pareces una vieja

Sigues prisionera

De tus gustos ancestrales

Mueves tus resortes para

Hacer todos los males

Siempre te alimentas

De los vicios nacionales

No te importa nada

No te importa nada

Y me sancionas…

Y me presionas…

Y distorsionas…

Yo tu prisionero

He dejado de ser

Pues me he liberado

A tiempo de ti

Y una pesadilla

Ya nunca serЎs

De mis sue±os te alejarЎs

Tienes marionetas

Que manejas a tu antojo

No te importa nada con

Tal de ensanchar tu Imperio

Siempre disimulas

Para que eso no se diga

Pero estЎ muy claro que

Todo eso te da vida

No te importa nada

No te importa nada

Y me sancionas…

Y me presionas…

Y distorsionas…

Yo tu prisionero

He dejado de ser

Pues me he liberado

A tiempo de ti

Y una pesadilla

Ya nunca serЎs

De mis sue±os te alejarЎs

Vendes lo que sea siempre

Y cuando de dinero

Quemas lo que sea si es Que eso te hace rica

En cualquier momento

Haces gala de tu astucia

Naciste, morirЎs vives

Con las botas sucias

No te importa nada

No te importa nada

Y me sancionas…

Y me presionas…

Y distorsionas…

Yo tu prisionero

He dejado de ser

Pues me he liberado

A tiempo de ti

Y una pesadilla

Ya nunca serЎs

De mis sue±os te alejarЎs

you are eleven years old

and you look like an old

you're still a prisoner

Of your ancestral tastes

Move your springs to

do all the wrong

you always feed

of national vices

It does not matter anything

It does not matter anything

And you punish me...

And you pressure me...

And you distort...

I your prisoner

I have ceased to be

Well I've freed myself

in time for you

and a nightmare

you will never be

You will walk away from my dreams

you have puppets

that you drive at will

you don't care about anything with

Such to enlarge your Empire

you always hide

so that it is not said

But it is very clear that

all that gives you life

It does not matter anything

It does not matter anything

And you punish me...

And you pressure me...

And you distort...

I your prisoner

I have ceased to be

Well I've freed myself

in time for you

and a nightmare

you will never be

You will walk away from my dreams

You always sell whatever

And when of money

You burn whatever it is that makes you rich

Whenever

You show off your cunning

You were born, you will die, you live

with dirty boots

It does not matter anything

It does not matter anything

And you punish me...

And you pressure me...

And you distort...

I your prisoner

I have ceased to be

Well I've freed myself

in time for you

and a nightmare

you will never be

You will walk away from my dreams