El país te necesita

The country needs you, love,
To rip out your heart.
Its young flesh can be of great use,
As fuel for the beloved society.

The country needs you, love,
And I can't say goodbye.
I find solace in knowing that I'll be next.
I'll look beautiful, with my skin as a carpet in a room.

The country needs me, love.
It calls for my courage.
If it doesn't work, we can always appeal to God.
Something in His name sounds very lofty and fancy.

The country needs you, love.
And soon I'll follow.
And many others, always in the name of peace.
It's not enough until we stop bleeding.