Auque Los Pasos Toquen

Even though the steps touch
A thousand years this place
They will not erase the blood
Of those who fell here
And the hour you fell
Will not be extinguished
Even if thousands of voices cross this silence

The rain will soak
The stones of the square
But it will not extinguish
Your names of fire
A thousand nights will fall
With their dark wings
Without destroying the day
That these dead await

The day we await
Throughout the world
So many men the day
The end of suffering

Even though the steps touch
A thousand years this place
They will not erase the blood
Of those who fell here
And the hour you fell
Will not be extinguished
Even if thousands of voices cross this silence