Dormite Patria

Sleep, homeland on my shirt
Forget soon about those who step on you
Sleep, homeland, the night is cold
And there's a white wind on the avenue

I want to take you like when I was different
And you shone brightly on the smock
I hadn't grown up yet
And you were pinned to my white lapel
Like a little piece of paper
Sleep, homeland, the hearts
Will be your pillow for your lungs

Sleep, homeland, the radio is playing
And someone who mentions you says it singing
I want to help you because it's always winter
And you don't have a roof and the wolves are loose
Malena, Carlitos Gardel, and the leaders
The mothers with handkerchiefs
And my children's children

The one who sells flowers
Me singing those songs
Those girls from the shops
The ones who fix the engines
We're going to make a circle
That covers the whole map
And between province and province
There will be no limits or anything

Sleep, homeland, like my beloved
I carry your bra tied to my spear
The last breath, the song that burns me
Is that you're different from the one I saw
In school
I want to take you like when I was different
And you shone brightly on the smock
I hadn't grown up yet
And you were pinned to my white lapel
Like a good omen

Sleep, homeland
In the block nearby
The carnival band is already playing for you to fall asleep
Sleep, homeland, but sleep with me
So that death takes away Sunday