La Pena Del General

Today I declare that my love has not died
Even though the people are stubborn
If they are led by pure vultures
It's no wonder they're half blind

Today I declare that my country is beautiful
But if they bring you troubles
Feelings are discouraged
Our stars are auctioned

They crumble you, children and worms
Vermin spread over you
And a vice snatches your dream
And a dagger splatters you with your blood
While your banner is torn apart

The night is high and Morazán watches

Today good intentions are fornicated
By the thieves
Rulers feed
On arrogant Yankee money

Today a thousand nightmares are given away
By the shadows of memories
But you can shout to the wind
That you are free in quotation marks

Here comes the tiger brandishing an axe
They come to devour your entrails
They come to divide the star they come, they come
Little America fragrant
To nail you to the cross to flay you
To knock down the metal of your flag
The night is high and Morazán waits

And high is the night, my general tell them!
Stop being servile to the eagle
And high is the night, my general complains
Let me, let me come down to ease your sorrows!

Invaders filled your home
And they split you like dead fruit
And others sealed on your back
The teeth of a bloodthirsty lineage
Others looted you in the ports
Carrying blood over your pains
It's today, yesterday, tomorrow, you know it

And high is the night, my general tell them!
Stop being servile to the eagle
And high is the night, my general complains
Let me, let me come down to ease your sorrows!

Brothers, dawn breaks and Morazán watches!