El Angel de la Bicicleta

We exchanged eyes for sky
His words so sweet, so clear
We exchanged for thunder

We took out the body, put on wings
And now we see a winged bicycle traveling
Through the neighborhood corners, through streets
Through the walls of bathrooms and prisons
Lower your weapons
Here there are only kids eating!

We exchanged faith for tears
With what book was this beast educated
With cruelty and without soul
We let an angel go
And we are left with this shit
That kills us without caring
Where we come from, what we do, what we think
If we are workers, priests or doctors
Lower your weapons
Here there are only kids eating!

We exchanged good for bad
And we turned the angel of the bicycle into tin
Happiness for tears
Neither life nor death surrender
With their cradles and their crosses

I will cover your struggle more than with flowers
I will take care of your kindness more than with prayers
Lower your weapons
Here there are only kids eating!

We exchanged eyes for sky
His words so sweet, so clear
We exchanged for thunder

We took out the body, put on wings
And now we see a winged bicycle traveling
Through the neighborhood corners, through streets
Through the walls of bathrooms and prisons
Lower your weapons
Here there are only kids eating!