Por La Vida

The absurd and unreasonable would be
Not knowing what to do with our joys,
And clenching them in our hand
And keep walking with them
For life.

The clumsy and criminal would be
To turn our backs on those who fight every day,
Not to reach out our hand to them
And keep locked up with it
For life.

I will only tell you about the things of this hour
How the vast majority feels here.
If we are the same as you
And you cannot be happy,
What good are all our joys?

The absurd and criminal would be
Not to help you with more strength every day,
Not to stand by your side
Nor to fight here with you
For life.