Sacar La Voz
Ana Tijoux
Speak Out
Breathe to speak out
Take off as far as a swift eagle
Breathe a splendid future
It makes more sense if we create it together
Free yourself from all shame
Take the reins
Don't surrender to the oppressor
Walk upright, without fear
Breathe and speak out
I have empty pockets
Split lips
Scaly skin
Every time I look into the void
Worn-out soles
Tied hands
The entrance door always had the sign
Saying it was closed
A thorn stuck
An infected, entangled wound
A filled rage
In everything and nothing
Awkward step, on the edge, out of tune
Every time I lose my way
I have the loss of support
Time that stabs
The dagger traps me
It kills me, sharp flame, no calm
Slipping from my hands
But, I have my flowery corner
Speak out
I'm not alone
I'm with myself
Free yourself from all shame
Take the reins
Don't surrender to the oppressor
Walk upright, without fear
Breathe and speak out
I have forgotten love
Tired, exhausted, abandoned
All the fragments fell to the ground
That were broken
The hunched look
Closed fist
I have nothing, absolutely nothing
Adds to this puddle
The marked jaw
Prepared word
Every letter sharp
It's on the crest of the wave
Without glory or shame
I will write this story
The issue is not falling
Getting up is the victory
Coming back
Opening the door
It's resolved
Being alert
Speak out the voice that was dead
And make it an orchestra
Walk, sure, free, without fear
Breathe and speak out
Free yourself from all shame
Take the reins
Don't surrender to the oppressor
Walk upright, without fear
Breathe and speak out
Time stabs with the dagger
Whatever one does
Spoils timely
You don't charge what time pays
Spoils saga after saga
Scrapes with its bitter spatula
Orphan becomes of compasses
And lucidly in heat
White the weapon, white the hair
His white face of a scoundrel
This tenth espinela
The one violet sang
The eighth syllable of the kicker
Old school
And let it hurt, let it hurt
If it has to hurt
The flame without calm, may it burn
May it keep burning
May it keep phosphorescing
If it has to phosphoresce
On a string
To hang the verse
That the wind rocks
That rarely deserves
Every sorrow
Voice released, every cough
Thinking of speaking out
Uhh, uhh, uhhh