Bisabuelo

A hundred years ago my great-grandfather arrived
To seek a future in this land
There is hunger and there is pain,
his soul is marked by war
Europe was left behind,
They arrived in droves to these lands.

They said you were going to suffer
- you did well now I'm leaving the country
- and why?, Because everything is wrong
I can't work, And that's why I have to leave.

Dear great-grandfather if you were alive you wouldn't understand
For seeking a better future
I left your homeland
To dream, to live, to create a new world.

- Great-grandfather!, you came for nothing.