Cortejo Fúnebre
Masacre
Funeral Procession
Long road leads to the past
Empty looks that discriminate
Joy, anguish, cold sweetness
Infernal violence, intelligence?
Notifies its funeral appearance
Sad funeral ceremony
Procession prayers for the dead
Raise all hands to the wind
Shaking handkerchiefs of hope
Minute of silence,
Echoing screams
Bless now the deceased
He knows the truth and keeps silent
They have wisdom and answers
Life custom with fear
While cursed heads live
Funeral procession parade
Humans tremble under mourning
While surviving the deadly passage
The procession comes behind
From the mourner's long lament
Now everyone prays and cries
While others die
Pray, pray for the dead
Now entrust the soul
Funeral procession
To the divine celestial glory
As we continue the ordeal
Where have the sorrows led us?
Is this the dreamed land?
What country will your children have?
Will shame equal your glory?
Long road leads to the past
Empty looks that discriminate
