I feel the earth,
Dancing I win the war
My body feels, feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor
I feel the earth,
Dancing I win the war
My body feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor
Dances differently than everyone else,
As if the chromosomes had mixed badly with you
If you don't know how to dance don't stare,
Move as if you were being electrocuted
The choreography is not complex
Dance as if a million bees were stinging you
The energy of your arms no one It rules it
Today what you have are two snakes for legs
Today body language is our language
Today the spine is made of rubber
Your skin is spitting out junk food
The fat in your body wants to run away
The ground asks you to invite it to a duel
Because for it our feet are candy
Move the mass of all your fortune
If you don't move today the ground will swallow you in one go.
I feel the earth,
Dancing I win the war
My body feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor
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Dancing I win the war
My body feels feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor
Today is the day we are born again
I move your moralistic neurons
With my feet striking firmly and precisely
Until the body tells what the floor is telling us.
With my feet I hit the ground hard
Until you wake up your great-great-grandparents
Kick hard with your feet
So that at last it rains coffee in the field
Consolations are nourished with your feet
Of all the lives that they bleed to death on the floor
With your feet you can live stepping on shit
Because the floor accompanies you even if you win, or even if you lose
With your feet you walk on the edge
Even if you are the discordant note between all the chords
With our feet we dance without worries,
Because the ground knows all the songs
I feel the earth,
Dancing I win the war
My body feels, feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor
I feel the earth,
Dancing I win the war
My body feels, feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor
If you sow movement, the crops dance,
The legs become strong because the soil is nutritious,
Dance, hit the ground, shake off the negative,
Today all the dead they scold the living,
Everything I did wrong dancing I improved,
I tell the story of my dance with my feet,
The percussion asks and the body wants to answer
He who moves well with his mouth does not have to speak
I feel the earth,
I win the war by dancing
My body feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor
I feel the earth,
Dancing I win the war
My body feels the earth
When my feet kiss the floor.

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