Me Queda la Palabra

If I have lost my life, the time,
I threw everything away like a ring in the water,
If I have lost my voice in the undergrowth,
I still have the word.

If I have suffered thirst, hunger,
all that was mine and turned out to be nothing.
If I have cut down the shadows in silence,
I still have the word.

If I opened my eyes to see the pure and terrible face
of my homeland.
If I opened my lips until they tore apart,
I still have the word.