Alma En Pena

There's a man
How we suffer in this life

I am the soul of that soldier
Who now grieves
On the paths of a road with no
End

I'm the ship that's run aground
In the void
I'm the goldfinch that instead of singing
Is silent
Because no one can hear
His voice anymore

I remember when my body was a young
Joyful and playful boy
Loved by all back in my neighborhood
Held in high regard

And that old lady who prays so hard
To her God
That her son will never face
Anything
But her God failed and didn’t want to
Listen

My homeland triumphed
Won the war
Cannons are booming
Here and there
Innocent blood
Soaked the land
And now my people
Want to forget

But my old lady
But my old lady
But my old lady
Who comforts her?

But my life
But my life
But my life
Who gives it back to me?

Doctor Rafael Ceballos
And Mario Torres
True friends

It’s a festive day and the neighborhood
Looks cheerful
And all the storms want to
Forget
And in a hut my little woman
Is kneeling
Praying, crying with her soul
Shattered
Stubbornly thinking that one day I’ll
Return

And I, who am just a soul in sorrow
Hear her without being able
To bring back joy to my dark-haired
Faithful girl

I wonder what’s the point of
War
I think the best war is to not
Fight it
Because in the end, we all end up
Losing

My homeland triumphed
Won the war
Cannons are booming
Here and there
Innocent blood
Soaked the land
And now my people
Want to forget

But my black girl
But my black girl
But my black girl
Who comforts her?

But my life
But my life
But my life
Who gives it back to me?

Who gives it back to me?
Who gives it back to me?
Who gives it back to me?
Who gives it back to me?
Who gives it back to me?
Who gives it back to me?
Who gives it back to me?