Las Distancias Son Nada, A Veces...

well, the truth is sometimes I detest
living off memories
however, it's irresistible
for them to appear in my mind

my voice today, is the voice of all
those I don't forget, those who pass today
and will pass for much longer
throughout my life...
men (and women) from everywhere
yes, in all... and in no place, perhaps...

someone had already announced it
and everyone who will come
will step on this lost land
with sea footprints
because their steps are the steps
of nature
to which they belong
water, sand, mountain or wind; that's their voice...

and it's everywhere, and it's not
depending on circumstances
emerging from the worst adversity
and that's when we hear their voice
over time we hear their cry...

I'm talking about distances
that are nothing today
when I hear your voice
because you feel the same as me
and when I say goodbye
I only think about your dreams...