Lyrics

Drinking makes me beautiful at night.
Women can tell the difference.
Desperate fame is the conditional fight.
For those who claims to indifference.

One day, in the further night.
Women will be the reference.
From the sacred mystic right.
The last days of indifference.

Phony guy, drinks the dirty bleach.
Pretty boy, makes boring speech.
(Every day) men rush into the train.
Who goes straight to the kingdom of rain.

If one woman has the conscience of its strenght.
Her immeasurable lenght.
Broken knees in your mind.
And the best you can find.

You can't pay for your crime.
The final judgment, made by women.
Women rule the temple of time.
They keep the secret, the secret of women.


Since the dawn of time, they keep the secret.
The final judgment, made by women.
Social power without prime, the final judgment.
An entire world, made by women.

They keep the secret,
on the final judgment.

They keep the secret,
on the final judgment.