Mártires De Trelew

Tomorrow, maybe
My gaze is fixed on the horizon
And I invite time to help me remember
And think of their lost glances
And in the hope treasured in hearts

Let the tongues of fire shoot out
Bravery begins to run
Look at them! They are doves conquering the sky
Leaving the city forever

Before the night, there was the night
I knew it, there in Trelew
That some birds could not be
Free, free, free at once
At once!

Oh, my beautiful humble light of youth!
You got lost on the horizon
You went south