Podries [English translation]

If you'd been born in another land

you could be white, you could be black...

You'd make your home in another country,

and you'd say "yes" in another language.

You would have cried in another way

A better way, maybe a sadder way

You'd have more luck, or maybe more misfortune

You'd have friends and games of another kind

You'd wear dresses made of sacks or from silk,

leather shoes, or pumice espadrilles

or with naked feet, lost in the forest.

You could read tales and poems,

or you might not have books nor know how to read.

You could eat chocolate houses

or nothing more than the dry crusts of black bread.

You could... you could... because of all of this

how important it is to have wide open hands

and to help those who flee from war

fleeing from pain and from poverty

If you were born in their country

their sadness could be your own

You'd wear dresses made of sacks or from silk,

leather shoes, or pumice espadrilles

or with naked feet, lost in the forest.

You could read tales and poems,

or you might not have books nor know how to read.