Donde el aire es ceniza [English translation]

The chronicle of the day in which

the eagle flew

where the air is ash there in the edge.

The story of that child whom

the eagle found,

and he stretched out his arms

to whom stole his arms.

Thus a soldier confessed

how the sky darkened.

He cried tears over the soil

screaming out of pain.

What does freedom mean?

What can 'have mercy' be?

He can no longer believe in his flag if

blood must be poured.

The eagle doesn't sleep anymore.

She killed her heroes.

She displays the stars she won.

But the child is a houseless and joyless orphan

because of how indifferent

war can be.

Thus a soldier confessed

how time stopped.

The soil cried tears

and poured hailstones.

What does the truth mean?

What can 'have mercy' be?

He can no longer believe in his flag if

blood must be poured.

What does freedom mean?

What can 'have mercy' be?

The sun that won't ever come out,

the thick darkness.

Thus a soldier confessed

how the sky darkened.

What can victory in the name of your flag be if

blood must be poured?

Must be poured. Tell me, where's the freedom?

Freedom.