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letra de fathers - kilo-matt

hernando was a victim
of a fundamental lie
he was just another one of those people

with arranged marriages
had to look good in the eyes of god
but when thinkin’ ’bout
what he really wanted to do
he’d look up at the sky
see, hernando wanted to fly high
that’s right
become a pilot
go full commando
and forget about the three children that he had
specially the one he kept after the divorce
and that child was my dad
for ten years hernando left him alone
with no love from a mom or dad
when he asked hernando to teach him english,
with a spanish to english dictionary
my dad would get beaten up
our human souls can care a lot (f-ck)
i sold my soul until i die
you gave me hope, you make me fly
i don’t recall the last time you cried
otto wants to find a better place to live
world war two done f-cked up all his things
where the f-ck to go
what the f-ck to do
he didn’t know
there was nothing here for him
so he had to think and he had to go
he had to pack up his very own way to live
cross the atlantic, not looking back
but understand that he was no fugitive
he just had a dream and he was pursuing it
nsdap done f-cked up the very own city he grew up in
(imagine such a thing)
being 15 and trying to understand
why all these bombs are raining on your land
at night not sleeping on his bed
instead hiding with his siblings in the bas-m-nt
our human souls can care a lot (sh-t man)
i sold my soul until i die
you gave me hope, you make me fly
i don’t recall the last time you cried
giuseppe is trying to escape from a f-cking dictatorship
from italy, mussolini got him running away alongside with his family
spreading around the world, his brother landed in the states
the national railway he’d help him build
he’d then borrow a hundred bucks
to head down south
where he’d build eventually
search for gold in the amazon
almost die trying
and then have his own family
earning money by manufacturing soap
and selling it to tribes of natives
feeling guilt for being poor
and he’d start working like crazy
always gaining, always earning,
a hard working man in the new world
a thousand times we’ve heard that story now
ain’t we?
but that’s the reality he was facing
our human souls can care a lot
i sold my soul until i die
you gave me hope, you make me fly
i don’t recall the last time you cried
to the fathers

- kilo matt

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