En Un Castillo de Papel
Los Muertos de Cristo
In a Paper Castle
My mind embarks on an endless journey,
breaking the boundaries of the irrational,
a battle after battle,
My lover society,
in front a void, my enemy where is.
In a paper castle you will find me,
whose lands are those you intend to fence.
If you understand what freedom is,
your invented homeland you will burn in the bonfire.
Not poppies in the meadow,
but the blood they have shed,
to defend a flag,
the interests of a new state,
taking the life of an immigrant,
from the homeless, from your brothers,
fanaticism has blinded them,
nationalism is just fascism.
In a paper castle you will find me,
whose lands are those you intend to fence.
If you understand what freedom is,
your invented homeland, you will burn in the bonfire.
