Ella Salió Desnuda

She walked out of the house naked
wearing only skin as belonging.
She didn't hesitate... grabbed the rope and the gag
and threw herself with her conscience.

She went down the path of origin
where she fell in love every moment.
She distributed her virgin justice
and turned dwarfs into giants.

Above her head, the words of the old man whistled,
the curse: 'Soon your passion will be nothing
because what you have will have value.
I will block your path to my pocket,
the merchants, the caravans.
Soon your eyes will lose their shine
and they will tell you the besieged square.'
But she descended naked into the abysses
as deep as she had never been,
where hunger rots with cynicism
where the sun was an imagined dream, imagined dream.

And she awakened countries, continents,
because that's how she was and she wasn't ashamed
healed the sick of patience and death
with her potion of pomegranate extract, pomegranate.

How beautiful she is, how beautiful walking,
but how beautiful that naked woman.
How foolish is the one who is not looking
that beautiful woman is called Cuba, is called Cuba.

Ai lairalá, ai laaalaralaila
ai lairalá, laralaila lailaraila
ai, lala, laralai lalala,
lai lalaralai laralailaaa, ai laralaila.