Palabras Como Cuerpos

Recover again
The names of things
Call bread bread
Wine call wine
Armpit to armpit
Miserable to destiny
And to the one who kills
Call him murderer once
They stole everything from us
The words, the sex
The endearing names
Of love and bodies
The glory of being alive
The criticism, the history
But they couldn't
Steal our memory
They also have
A body under the clothes
Legs, nails, sweat
Belly, snot, fangs
Hands that don't caress
Fingers that don't touch
They only know how to sign
And pull the trigger
We who wanted
To live simply
Brothers of the rain
Of the sea, of friends
To pronounce the words that
Defeat death
To search under your skirt
For food and shelter
We who wanted
To name the poppies
To say wind dawn
Anger, fire, to say
That if you want coast
My tongue is a wave
We who wanted
Simply to live
We found ourselves thrown
Into this dark battle
With no weapons to oppose
The enemy's harassment
More than the sweet language
Of naked bodies
And to know that very soon
The wheat will overflow
And to know that very soon
The wheat will overflow