No te vayas de aqui

Man, it doesn't make sense to live around here,
if your pace is slower than the rest.
Man, it doesn't make sense to grow up around here,
if you don't have your brother to share with.

Sometimes I feel good,
other times I feel so bad,
I wish to feel part of this city.
Sometimes I leave from here,
other times I come from there,
my soul is a wandering ghost in so many places.

Woman, it doesn't make sense to live around here,
if the flowers you breathe are from elsewhere.
Mother, it doesn't make sense to give birth around here,
your children want to be children from somewhere else too.

Sometimes I feel good,
other times I feel so bad,
I wish to feel part of this city.
Sometimes I leave from here,
other times I come from there,
my soul is a wandering ghost in so many places.

Young one, it doesn't make sense for you to leave from here
to seek a better destiny elsewhere.
Mother Earth is not to blame for your suffering,
you won't find the warmth she provides.

Desperate father sees them leave,
his children no longer trust their roots.
Blame the leeches that are here,
who live by killing my country.

But don't leave from here,
don't go over there,
your shoulder, my shoulder, ours, is needed.
If you abandon and leave,
they will celebrate,
they will toast with the blood of your child.

The time has come for shipwreck, for truth.
The time for slavery or freedom.
All that debt they say they want to collect.
Colonization or imperialism: lethal injection.

Send them to me,
I'll explain to them,
all that money they lend doesn't come here.
If hunger is increasing
and there's nowhere to work,
if they don't understand, it doesn't matter, there's nothing more to say.

We won't give up
not an inch of freedom,
no more malnourished children because of your cruelty.
And if I have to fight,
and if I have to die,
we still live dying, living like this.

And if I have to fight,
and if I have to die,
we still live dying, living like this.
And if I have to fight,
and if I have to die,
we still live dying, living like this.