Today the red sky shines on our heads
today the red sky shines in blood our flag
In we do not need presidents
we need is to raise the head and to turn people
we are all illiterate children of who?
In the radio it passes a song
("¿Did you to hear the falling bombs?")
my pencil it leaves shouts of a shady future
my eyes look the hell
in dark an shout
red sky...
( Parte falada no fundo da musica )
all have in the hand the blood of red sky
the world moved
and during this night of red sky
some things if pass
at this moment education it does not matter
my medal is my sky
