Ciudad Bendita

(From the cheeks of an immense mountain
Dreams are descending and all the people who accompany them
The seller and the buyer
The one who looks, and what no longer has looks
Their voices and bodies meet in the streets with a single objective
To earn back the right to be alive
Among the corridors of scavenging, effort, and desire
No one takes away the brave
To this, The Blessed City)

Blessed are you, blessed is the fruit that came from your women
Blessed hands that build what they want
Even if the rain of misery soaks your heart
Blessed pride, that doesn't allow them to take what is yours
With work you get what you want
Even if the rain of oil no longer waters your streets

Blessed City! Among your people that smile is growing
That is fighting against time and greed
Of the promises of cowards who want to violate you
Blessed City! Among your streets it's your voices that shout
For those who work, life makes sense
And the brave don't give up, my city is blessed
Blessed City

(From the cheeks of an immense mountain
Dreams are descending and all the people who accompany them
From the cheeks of an immense mountain
Dreams are descending and all the people who accompany them.)

Blessed are you, blessed is the child who works with toys
Blessed land where the dream still grows in us
Even if a rain of words makes your ears dizzy
Blessed pride, that doesn't allow them to take what is yours
With work you get what you want
Even if the rain of oil no longer waters your streets

Blessed City! Among your people that smile is growing
That is fighting against time and greed
Of the promises of cowards who want to violate you
Blessed City! Among your streets it's your voices that shout
For those who work, life makes sense
And the brave don't give up, my city is blessed
Blessed City

Blessed City
(From the cheeks of an immense mountain
Dreams are descending and all the people who accompany them
The prostitutes who feel, the cheese man and his Milky Way
The taxi driver with the borrowed car, the old bread with its baker born on the other side
The electrician, the bricklayer, the waiter
The singer who dreams of being heard
The baseball player, the secretary, the one who tattoos wounds and the lady who sells sandals
The hope of the deceiver
And the one who likes to be deceived
The hairdresser, the santero, the one who takes care of others' things
The one who wants to be an opponent and the one who claims to be a revolutionary
Everyone enters and leaves this brave city
Which is ultimately blessed by its people)

Blessed City! Among your people that smile is growing
That is fighting against time and greed
Of the promises of cowards who want to violate you
Blessed City! Among your streets it's your voices that shout
For those who work, life makes sense
And the brave don't give up, my city is blessed

Blessed City! Among your people that smile is growing
That is fighting against time and greed
Of the promises of cowards who want to violate you
Blessed City! Among your streets it's your voices that shout
For those who work, life makes sense
And the brave don't give up, my city is blessed
Blessed City

Blessed, blessed, blessed you are
Blessed City
Oh blessed, blessed, blessed you are
Blessed City
Blessed City
Blessed City