Nada Paso
Panteón Rococó
Nothing Happened
With the ego very high
And the conscience on the ground
At 30 years, history seems to be memory
While the people watch indifferently
That everywhere they kill their people
And you sit here listening to this song
Tell me what you do to save the nation
Only one bullet reached him
It shattered his heart
So many stories that have been told
Of all, he didn't find out
The next day nothing was spoken
Everyone fell
Gun in hand and a burst
Here nothing happened
Poor him, poor her
The bullet separated them
And now he lives happily in a star
Where there is no repression
Poor him, poor her
The sky shook
And now he lives happily in a star
Where there is no repression
And today his mother continues to come
To the place where he died
It's October 2nd and it's raining
She didn't care
When the fight is brought into the soul
As it happened to him
It doesn't matter if you load the gun
If nothing happened here
CHORUS
Poor him, poor her
The bullet separated them
And now he lives happily in a star
Where there is no repression
Poor him, poor her
The sky shook
And now he lives happily in a star
Where there is no repression
And now he asks you
To continue fighting alongside him
To end injustice in this country
Because you should never let go of your roots
Help your brother not to succumb
And don't let this land sink
And now he begs you
For the cause he died for
For love, for pain
Help your brother not to die
Teach your compatriot to share
Join your people in fighting
And teach the children to smile
Taste, taste, taste, it goes away