El ángel de la bicicleta [English translation]

We traded eyes for heaven.

His sweet and clear words

we traded for thunders.

We took off the body, we put wings,

and now we see a winged bike travelling,

through the corners of the hood, through streets,

through the walls of the bathrooms and jails.

Lower the guns

here there are only kids eating!

We traded faith for tears

With what book was raised this

furious and souless beast?

We let an angel go,

and remains this shit

that kills us without matter

where do we come from, what do we do, what we think,

if we are workers, priests or doctors.

Lower the guns

here there are only kids eating!

We traded good for bad,

and the angel of the bicycle we made him of tin.

Happiness for crying,

not even life or death give up

with their cradles or crosses.

I'm gonna cover your fight more than with flowers

I'm gonna take care of your goodness more than with prayers.

Lower the guns

here there are only kids eating!

We traded eyes for heaven.

His sweet and clear words

we traded for thunders.

We took off the body, we put wings,

and now we see a winged bike travelling,

through the corners of the hood, through streets,

through the walls of the bathrooms and jails.

Lower the guns

here there are only kids eating!