Los Hermanos

I have so many brothers
That I can't count them
In the valley, the mountain
In the pampas and in the sea

Each one with their jobs
With their dreams each one
With hope ahead
With memories behind

I have so many brothers
That I can't count them

People with warm hands
That's why of friendship
With a cry to cry
With a prayer to pray
With an open horizon
That is always beyond
And that strength to seek it
With determination and will

When it seems closer
It's when it moves further away
I have so many brothers
That I can't count them

And so we keep walking
Hardened by loneliness
We get lost in the world
We find each other again

And so we recognize each other
By the distant gaze
By the verses we bite
Seeds of immensity

And so we keep walking
Hardened by loneliness
And in us, our dead
So that no one is left behind

I have so many brothers
That I can't count them
And a very beautiful sister
Named freedom