Mensajes del alma [English translation]

In my country every year there are 15,000 children who fly

like little angels with their wings on the good air

with the luck and calm to have not known anything

to keep them good perhaps God stole these souls

What do you think when I tell you about all that happened

Did you see that all things are known with time

free and still living the Catholic who blessed this

lost long ago his place in heaven

All the days it takes you to understand how this happened

will serve you in another time to be somewhat more free

They are the only words I ask you to hear

if I do not die of shame here today

for everyone equally someone awaits us

and there is no escaping the fact that you will weep

What immense dignity to continue to believe in life

when simply seeing a flower growing among the ruins

Your song was the wheel of the days that followed

your song went far beyond the death they gave you

do not be afraid we have turned our back on the horror

a somewhat calmer wind comes with a message

The dust of these streets turns a saint into a repressor

inflicts pain on the innocent and awakens the murderer

lump of oblivious ice and to say nothing about anything

how many Mirandas fall without seeing what is happening

you do not feel pain as your neighbour is struck

he who sends you to kill does it to feel more alive

They are messages of the soul

the whole truth very clearly wounds the cowardly

blond angel of death who did little for you

the hymn, Jesus, the flag, and the sun you saw.

What immense dignity to continue to believe in life

when simply seeing a flower growing among the ruins