Renacimiento

If I were born and lived again
I would play as a motherf***er
With the children of the prostitutes
With the kids who were never born
With the children of the disappeared
From the Mothers of Plaza de Mayo
With an African child soldier
With the children of the beggars

If I were born and lived again
I would shout a few blasphemies
I would burn all my suits
Of that imported brand clothing
I would paint a few posters
Of the protesting mobs
I would read hundreds of pamphlets
From belligerent philosophers

If I were born and lived again
I would sing in distant places
Where the most heard tune
Are gunshots, bullets, and tanks
Although I fear death little
I need some f***ing days
To start feeling alive
To die believing I'm someone

If I were born and dreamed again
I would spend a night in Macondo
I would fight with three musketeers
I would ride on a unicorn
I would travel with Baltasar Bustos
I would smoke a good joint with Marley
I would buy a direct ticket
And with no return to Dante's hell

I would steal fire from Prometheus
I would plagiarize songs from Charly
I would steal Fito's Cecilia
I would try never to get drunk
Without Enrique's sad songs
I would polish my soul like a diamond
With the strings torn by Silvio
And elegies from other giants

I would steal fire from Prometheus
I would plagiarize songs from Charly
I would kiss Fito's Cecilia
I would try never to get drunk
Without Enrique's sad songs
I would polish my soul like a diamond
With the strings torn by Silvio
And elegies from other giants