Patria y Vida [English translation]

And you are my siren song

Because with your voice my sorrows go away

And this feeling is already stale

I feel pain for you so much even though you are far away

Today I invite you to walk through my plots

To show you what your ideals serve for

We're human even though we don't think alike

Let's not treat or harm each other like animals

This is my way of telling you

My people cry and I feel their voice

You five nine1me, double two2

Sixty years3dominoes locked

Bass drum and cymbal to the five hundred4of Havana

While at home in the pots they no longer have any food

What do we celebrate if people live fast?

Trading Che Guevara and Martí for the foreing currency5

Everything has changed, it's no longer the same

Between you and me there is an abyss

Advertising of a paradise in Varadero

While mothers cry for their children who left

you five nine, me, double two

(It's already over) sixty years locked dominoes, look

(It's over) your five nine, me, double two

(It's already over) sixty years locking the dominoes

We're artists, we're sensitivity

The true story, not the badly told

We're the dignity of a whole people trampled on

At gunpoint and words6that are still nothing

No more lies

My people ask for freedom, no more doctrines

Let's no longer scream homeland or death but homeland and life

And start building what we dream of

What they destroyed with their hands

That the blood doesn't continue to flow

For wanting to think differently

Who told you that Cuba is yours?

If my Cuba belongs to all my people

your time is up, the silence is broken

(It's already over) the laughter is over and the crying is already flowing

(It's over) and we're not afraid, the deception is over

(It's already over) it's sixty-two hurting

There we live with the uncertainty of the past, planted

Fifteen friends on, ready to die

We raise the flag still, the repression of the regime up to date

Anamel and Ramón firm with their poetry

Omara Ruiz Urquiola giving us encouragement, of life

They broke down our door, they desecrated our temple

And the world is aware

That the San Isidro movement continues, ready

We continue in the same, security putting prism7

These things make me angry, the enigma of your evil revolution

Is over. I am Funky style, here is my signature

You are not needed anymore, you have nothing left, you are already getting off

The town got tired of being enduring

A new dawn we are waiting for

It's over, you five nine, me, double two

It's already over, sixty years locked dominoes, look

It's over, you five nine, me, double two

It's already over, sixty years locking the dominoes

Homeland and life

Homeland and life

Homeland and life

Sixty years locked the dominoes

1. 1959 year in which Cuban revolution won2. 2020 year of the song. Both dates represented as domino chips3. with4. probably the age of the city5. I think Cuban currency for Dollars6. word-point7. no idea what the sense is here