El silencio de los cuervos [English translation]

To each year that starts

I ask a tranquil year

That teaches those who frighten

That what wins here is always fear

To the year that starts I ask for laid down weapons

I ask for it to light up the corridor of egos

I ask for us to learn to live laying eggs

To put a limit in the bloodshed

I want the marine to become a sailor

I want it to carry away your pain... I have faith

That the moment doesn't stay far from us

When we changed conceits for sighs

Highways for paths

That the silence of the fears doesn't stay far from us

That the future doesn't get too late, see

And to those that think that we won't see the end

I hopefully ask them to rid us of them

That the silence of the crows doesn't stay far from us

I know that I won't see the world I want

I only can sing and dream that a voice

Will silence your cylinder1

We can't teach a soldier to stop

At most, we can teach him a color

Hey you, the more you've thought of swallowing

Until you spit them your love

To this year that starts now

I want, dear, that in the end the sun comes out

To the year that starts, I ask a different world

That gunpowder and incense don't mix together with the smell

That the future of my children doesn't disturb me so much

That they don't buy the joke of the hungry fat guy

That they have a planet that is alive and that hugs them

I know that I won't see the world I want

I want the future to have no fools

That my handwriting doesn't frighten you more than a cannonball any more

I only can sing and dream that a voice

Will silence your cylinder1

We can't teach a soldier to stop

At most, we can teach him a color

Hey you, the more you've thought of swallowing

Until you spit them your love

To this year that starts now

I want, dear, that in the end the sun comes out

1. a. b. Place in a gun where cartridges are put