Los Hermanos
Bia Krieger
The Brothers
I have so many brothers
That I can't count them
In the valley, the mountain
In the prairie 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 friendship
With a cry to cry it out
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, toughened by loneliness
We get lost in the world
We find each other again
And that's how we recognize each other
By the distant gaze
And the verses we bite
Seeds of immensity
And so we keep walking, toughened 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
