Movilizar

Whoever's heard me
Knows I'm feeling stressed
About the verse that's ripening
In its season

Even though I'm not into aesthetics
I want to avoid being a simplistic pamphleteer
In the singer

But the day comes
When urgency leaves no choice
And exposes us, stripped, a reason

Because the day comes
When reality breaks free
And like a geyser
Spits out passion

To poetize, to poetize
Now it's about putting action clear next to Vietnam
To mobilize, to mobilize
It's the crowning work, the art of today: Perfection
Perfection

It's embarrassing to hug your kid
Make love
Have a Sunday
Enjoy watching the rain
It's embarrassing to have such a safe home
So many plans for the future
So much well-calmed thirst
It's embarrassing to fix your teeth
Have a car, a warm home
Clean clothes and a loyal dog
It's embarrassing how much good adds up
While Vietnam takes
Another shot of our bile

To poetize, to poetize
Now it's about putting action clear next to Vietnam
To mobilize, to mobilize
It's the crowning work, the art of today: Perfection
Perfection

Two thousand long years reborn
Since one and another owner
Improvised in ambition arrived
Thirty-something years, pure fire
To make of their future
The beautiful valley that Uncle Ho dreamed
I think it's already a shame to allow
That ignorance and betrayal
Can keep going
I believe we are all responsible
(Those who act and those who speak)
For finally letting them live

To poetize, to poetize
Now it's about putting action clear next to Vietnam
To mobilize, to mobilize
It's the crowning work, the art of today: Perfection