The Broken Christ (Inspirada en el Cristo Roto de Tamaulipas)
" It’s a cold It’s a broken Hallelujah " He said " It’s a broken Hallelujah " He spoke: Look at the window and see How many broken there are Then look at me and believe That I was made to relieve But now You see the dead part of me You see that I was born ill Perfection does not live on me Most of my pieces are missed " It’s a cold It’s a broken Hallelujah" He said " It’s a broken Hallelujah" Like you I lost my heart when I loved I lost my leg when I ran I lost my arm when I held I lost my skin when I bled I burnt And I got hurt and returned Just to be one of the damned It is the truth best kept: We are all broken inside. Nota: Si alguien de hecho está leyendo esto y se pregunta por qué está en inglés, dado que la historia es parte de México, aquí va: el protagonista jamás menciona que es Cristo, habla sobre hechos que no conocen fronteras, y, por último, la referencia a "Hallelujah", si bien muchos vieron ...