Lágrimas Negras

So much talk
About peace
Is your tongue
A dagger

A horrible dream haunts me
A voice, a face, an image
Wants me to be like them
One more without a brain
To speak, to think, to opine like you

Here I stay
This is my creed
Here I was born
And here I die
Try the salt of my black tears!!!!

I don't want your blessing
Today I prefer you to curse me
I choose to die standing
Than to die on my knees

There is no more
More is nothing
Give me soul
To breathe

I have no place to escape
Nor do I seek it, nor do I long for it, nor do I want it
This is my land
These are my people
I don't ask you to accept me
Just respect

Here I stay
This is my creed
Here I was born
And here I die
Try the salt of my black tears!!!!

I don't want your blessing
Today I prefer you to curse me
I choose to die standing
Than to die on my knees