And still they ask me to trade songs for words,/they can't imagine my pulse without poems
¡Y aún me piden canciones por palabras,/no conciben mi pulso sin poemas
Original text (Spanish)
Original text (Spanish)
From my invaded nation,/the battlefield today is independence.
Where does the laughter wander that decorated life/when your heart gathered my sadnesses?
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