Lluvia

Oh, this rain speaks to me of the truth
It drags remnants of freedom
And caresses my aching soul
With its maidenly eyes
Oh, this new rain comes to seek
Lonely cries without solitude
And it seeps through my veins
Like a soothing song

"From the depths of a rock, we rise, reaching this point in history where we find ourselves sweaty, struggling.
But we come, I mean, navigating a huge river from the shore, following the tracks of traitors, battles, and heroes.
Millions left their names on the stones; we’re not here to recount them, but I tell you, there they are, the names of those who put somewhere their poor, their beloved, or their infamous heart."

Oh, this fresh rain comes to water
Kisses and memories in the city
And it travels its paths to the depths of the earth.
Oh, this rain speaks to me of the truth.