Se nos olvida [English translation]

We forget

that life is not cement, struggle and hurry,

that God made life prettier,

kinder, simpler.

We forget

that we grow without wanting and we give fruit

without the help of the brain or the fists,

like the tree, like the smoke.

We forget

that is greater to see a smiling boy

that having all the applause of the people

that lies and overwhelms you.

I want to return

to resurrect in the morning of life,

to hear the weed growing every day

and smell the wildest flowers again.

I want to return

to walk by the sidewalk that leads to the river,

to mix with the land and the wheat,

to what is all the truth, I want to return.

We forget

that the earth gives us all we need,

aire, fire, water, fruit, bread and wine,

skin and straw for the cold.

We forget

that is more beautiful to hear the birds song

than the weary music of the streets

that hurts un in the flesh.

We forget

that life isn't that long, isn't eternal,

why to struggle so much, so many chains

that huts us, that weigh us.