Sobreviviendo (part. Víctor Heredia)

They asked me how I lived
They asked me
Surviving, I said
Surviving

I have a poem written more than a thousand times
In it I always repeat that as long as someone
Proposes death on this earth
And weapons are made for war
I will tread these fields surviving
Everyone facing danger, surviving
Sad and wandering men surviving
Surviving, surviving

It's been a long time since I laughed like I used to
And I used to laugh like a goldfinch
I have a certain memory that hurts me
And I can't forget about the Malvinas
So much tragedy on this earth
Today when I want to laugh, I can barely do it
I no longer have the laughter like a goldfinch
Nor the peace of the January pines
I walk through this world surviving
Surviving, surviving

I no longer want to be just a survivor
I want to choose the day for my death
I have young flesh, red blood
Good teeth and my urgent dream
I want the life of my offspring
I don't want to see a day when animals
Are demonstrating for peace in the world
How crazy that day would be
Them demonstrating for life
And us barely surviving
Surviving, surviving