Querida Muerte (No Nos Maten)

If you observe from the outside you don't notice it
But a doubt grows in my head
Could it be that the best thing is to hurry
While I turn the corner
Of the eyes that stalk me?
Should I hold their gaze?
Or is it better to walk
And turn the corner on another block?

The other block is somewhat the same
City exponentially heavy
Could it be that I'm just free pleasure
A stocked shelf
See if there's anything you like?
Could it be that in this curve of the hip
My life is in danger
More than on the highway?

My mother used to tell me: Be careful
Better not walk at night through the streets
And pay close attention that any drink you have
Is served to you when you're right there
I don't know what she told my brothers
I don't know if it bothered her
That some woman might kill them

Oh, Dear Death
No, don't come today
Oh, Dear Death
Don't come today

Not all of us will be lucky
Being lucky now is being alive
Now being lucky is that your boyfriend
Doesn't turn out to be a rapist, abuser, or femicide
Now being lucky is that death
Doesn't like your waist and doesn't follow you in its truck

I don't know what to do with this anger anymore
The same goes for my friends and partner
Reports and reports and reports and reports
And still no one is seen behind bars
They're out there free, getting some girl drunk
To see if in a few hours they court her

Oh, Dear Death
No, don't come today
Oh, Dear Death
Don't come

(Don't kill us
No
Don't kill us anymore
Don't kill us
No
Don't kill us anymore)

If you observe from the outside you don't notice it
But a doubt grows in my head
Could it be that the best thing is to hurry
While I turn the corner
Of the eyes that stalk me?
Should I hold their gaze?
Or is it better to walk
And turn the corner on another block?