Aunque Los Pasos Toquen

Even if the steps touch
A thousand years in this place
It won't erase the blood
Of those who fell here
And the hour you fell
Will never fade away
Even if thousands of voices cross this silence.

The rain will soak
The stones of the square
But it won't wash away
Your names of fire
A thousand nights will fall
With their dark wings
Without destroying the day
That these dead are waiting for.

The day we’re waiting for
Across the world
So many men on the day
The end of suffering.

Even if the steps touch
A thousand years in this place
It won't erase the blood
Of those who fell here
And the hour you fell
Will never fade away
Even if thousands of voices cross this silence.