The Sign

[Lyrics: Yeudiel Chacón. Music: Adolfo Bejarano] In a year of a past age Some innocents survived There was a terrible crying Due the light in the sky Was a sign… In the sky… Was a sign… In the sky… Unbeliever make your best bet You can bet your poor life Ensured by the grey sages Our presence is in the stars! The scale of your poor wit Will never make you understand Secrets of the universe Stored in the ancient minds In a year of a past age Some innocents survived There was a terrible crying Due the light in the sky!