El Ángel de La Bicicleta

We swapped eyes for the sky
Her words so sweet, so clear
Swapped for thunder

We took out the body, put wings on
And now we see a winged bicycle traveling
Through the neighborhood corners, through streets
Through the walls of bathrooms and jails
Lower your weapons
Because here, there are only kids eating!

We swapped faith for tears
With what book was this beast educated
With cruelty and without soul
We let an angel go
And we are left with this crap
That kills us without caring
Where we come from, what we do, what we think
If we are workers, priests, or doctors
Lower your weapons
Because here, there are only kids eating!

We swapped good for bad
And turned the angel of the bicycle into tin
Happiness for tears
Neither life nor death surrender
With their cradles and their crosses

I will cover your struggle more than with flowers
I will protect your kindness more than with prayers
Lower your weapons
Because here, there are only kids eating!

We swapped eyes for the sky
Her words so sweet, so clear
Swapped for thunder

We took out the body, put wings on
And now we see a winged bicycle traveling
Through the neighborhood corners, through streets
Through the walls of bathrooms and jails
Lower your weapons
Because here, there are only kids eating!