Pare
Joan Manuel Serrat
Stop
Stop, tell me what they did to the river that no longer sings
Slips like a dead beard under a palm of white foam
Stop, the river is no longer the river
Stop, before summer returns, hide everything that is alive
Stop, tell me what they did to the forest that there are no trees
In winter we will have no fire, nor in summer a place to stop
Stop, the forest is no longer the forest
Stop, before it gets dark, fill the pantry with life
Without firewood and without fish, we will have to burn the boat
Plow the wheat through the ruins, stop and lock the house with three bolts and you said
Stop, if there are no pine trees, there are no pine nuts, worms, or birds
Stop, where there are no flowers, there are no bees, wax, or honey
Stop, the field is no longer the field
Stop, tomorrow blood will rain from the sky
The wind sings it crying
Stop, they are already here
Monsters of flesh with iron worms
Stop, no, do not be afraid, say no, I'll wait for you
Stop, they are killing the earth
Stop, stop crying, they have declared war on us