Sueño Americano

Three days, walking in the open sky
At 120 degrees, the desert
Latinos, on display
A hobby for snipers
The light paints in the shadow, California
With Hispanic blood searching
For the American dream

Water is gold on this journey
And hope is my only luggage
My legs tremble from exhaustion
And my soul for the people I've left behind
I know this is a one-way road
If life allows me, I'll cross it

Miraculous Virgin Mary
The dark mountains are always dangerous
Light my path with stars
As the border patrol is on my trail
Nameless graves
Bodies falling
Few are those who arrive
And many who leave
We are nobody on this land
So many angels have died that God is mourning

Six years, living on this side
Here they call me undocumented
I work 18 hours a day
Fighting to bring my family
And every night I still pray on my knees
That the dream doesn't end in a nightmare

Miraculous Virgin Mary
My mother has died and I haven't seen my wife
Loving from afar is so hard
And here they want to build a wall between us
Prisoner of the north
The air is heavy
Without a visa, the passport is crossing into sadness
I want to be someone on this land
And I've lost so much that I'm no longer afraid of fear

Ten years have passed
Mine are finally with me
To tears, flowers have grown
My children are called dreamers
Looking closely, we are not so far apart
Behind the border, too
We are humans

If we don't wake up
If we don't react
We will all have
Blood on our hands