Van A Nacer Dos Niños
RAPHAEL
Two Children Are Going to Be Born
Two women from the world
Are giving birth from afar
One in a luxury hospital
The other in her own bed
One is brought flowers
The other bread and barley
The doctor takes care of one
The other, her own sister
Two children are going to be born
It doesn't matter where they are born
Maybe one will come to be a scoundrel
The other to care for souls
Both will sleep in cribs
In cribs of silk or wool
Maybe the former colder
Maybe the latter more humane
Maybe the former colder
Maybe the latter more humane
Two women from the world
Are giving birth from afar
One they let me sleep
The other bites down the pain
One is given remedies
So the milk doesn't come out
The other takes care of her breast
(Gentlemen) as if it were made of silver
Two children are going to be born
The important thing is that they are born
Two children are going to be born
The important thing is that they are born
Two women from the world
Are giving birth from afar
One may see me asleep
The other biting down the pain
One is given remedies
So the milk doesn't come out
The other takes care of her breast
(Gentlemen) as if it were made of silver
Two children are going to be born
What world will they see tomorrow?
One perhaps of illusions
The other of earth and straw
That one will suck from a bottle
From a bottle of gold and silver
The other will bite the breasts
And make his mama very happy
The other will bite the breasts
And make his mama very happy
Two children are going to be born
The important thing is that they are born
Two children are going to be born
The important thing is that they are born
Two women from the world
At the same time
Are giving birth from afar
