Nuestra Nación

Our nation is a shoebox
Where we keep letters we write to each other
Our nation is a song
In the delirium of a night with friends
Our nation is imagination
Spitting out the anger that rots my heart
Our nation is raising the fist
Shouting to the sky with dignity and pride

And seeing that this life is not long
We will be children behind the beards
And seeing that not even one is saved
Our sanity will burn with the smoke
And seeing that this jungle scares me
I have imagined a fairer island
And seeing that we feel
That we are faithful squires of that knight

Our nation is the other side of the Moon
Where we hid wars and weapons
Our nation is literature
And that madness of the Hidalgo from La Mancha
Our nation is inventing the path
Our nation is falling and getting up
Our nation is knowing
That we live with our gaze always fixed forward

And seeing that this life is not long
We will be children behind the beards
And seeing that not even one is saved
Our sanity will burn with the smoke
And seeing that this jungle scares me
I have imagined a fairer island
And seeing that we feel
That we are faithful squires of that knight

We will dream of a thousand Dulcineas
In bars from every region
And even if they burn the books
They will not burn our song
Of a thousand Dulcineas and bars from every region
And even if they burn the books

The Sun doesn't rise, the Moon doesn't rise
Everything is a set of cardboard and paint
Those above say there's a cure for everyone
Those below say I prefer to stay crazy
The mirror is broken, shattered upon seeing the reflection of such an old child
I almost lost my voice in the last cry

We are faithful squires of that knight
We will dream of a thousand Dulcineas in bars from every region
And even if they burn the books
They will not burn our song of a thousand Dulcineas
And bars from every region
And even if they burn the books