Corazon Guerrero

Foreigner in my own land I will be of the world.
The planet is very old, in every place it has had a thousand flags
If we all know we are brothers and sisters
Why do we form barriers and wars?

No one is good, no one is bad, completely
Sometimes fame or power deceive people
No friends, no brothers, only fighters
Listen to what is leaving you

With closed eyes I started a journey
Stumbling many times I crossed the labyrinth
With open eyes I would like to go back
But today I know that place no longer exists

The other day I went to your house but I didn't see you
Throughout the neighborhood, even in the square, no one could tell me
How you were or where you were
As I asked for you, I always asked for you

If someone is hurt by ignorance
If someone is mistreated in a disaster
If they cannot condemn me kneeling
I ask forgiveness from God and not from men

With head held high and guard up, one must keep fighting
I am sure that the day of my luck is coming soon
With childlike faith and cunning of serpents, one keeps working
My luck is coming

Just a little while ago and it seems the press found out
if that one is good or bad, how I dress, how I think and how I eat
if health has truly closed the market
and which artists are going bankrupt

I take a deep breath, and I am thinking about what I can say
And I look at them, say nothing but eager to laugh
I answer them half-heartedly, but thinking of you
I can only think of you

When the yucca has passed and I see that I have almost nothing left,
I put my hand in my pocket, take out and open the knife and forgive you
I cut a little bit just in case
Either you eat from life or life eats you

You will be happy or unhappy, as you decide
Mom doesn't come to change your diaper. These are the big leagues
Take care wherever you are, may God bless you
I'm always thinking of you