El Día Internacional de La Tristeza

Another year celebrating that nothing's changed
The neighborhood's still hanging last year's decorations
The most out-of-tune bands, no groove and no pay
Mayors partying at home with the people's cash

Another year celebrating that I have nothing
I invite you to the party at my tent made of canvas and cardboard
It's decked out with tears of springtime
The weather's in favor of our people, painting us in watercolors

I'll celebrate the international day of sadness with you
Hoping rough edges will show up to smooth out
Nothing's beautiful if you haven't been unhappy
And they'll pinch you in all your pain, and you'll lament

And the tear you cry will be for celebration
I'll dry it with flowers and in a thimble
I’ll save them, in case one day you forget to cry
In case I can make you forget to cry

Another year celebrating that we are nothing
They stomp on our faces, erasing our identity
The skin painted with peace gets stained with war
Without a doubt, it's the best of the shittiest days of our lives

I'll celebrate the international day of sadness with you
Hoping rough edges will show up to smooth out
Nothing's beautiful if you haven't been unhappy
And they'll pinch you in all your pain, and you'll lament

And the tear you cry will be for celebration
I'll dry it with flowers and in a thimble
I’ll save them, in case one day you forget to cry
In case I can make you forget to cry

In case life takes away our urge to cry
In case one day they even deny us the chance to cry
Another year celebrating that nothing's changed