Sangre de Mi Sangre

I'm my father's pride
My mother's effort
The gifts from my aunt, the hugs from my grandma
The toys I used to lose, the scrapes from those afternoons
What I asked for, what they could give me

Thanks mom, because of you I'm not a coward
Thanks dad, because of you I'm a man
I'm not looking for happiness and I know where it hides
Now I seek to never go hungry

I'd be lying if I said it doesn't hurt
I also carry their prayers, not just their people
Dad, I'm going to fulfill it before time takes them
I feel like I owe it to them even if I don't reveal it to them

I tell you what I am, not what I have
Because empty things are carried away by the wind
Sometimes there's not enough life to say I'm sorry
But I believe it's still too early to say there's no time

Don't tell me what you are if that can be seen
There are those who live in tomorrow, and those who die in yesterday
Never forget that hatred shows what we are
And love shows what we could be

But loving is not enough, and hating is for cowards
I neither love you nor hate you, but I will remember you
Because you hurt me as much as you healed me
And I thank the fall that taught me to rise

That's why I am my tears and also my smiles
The calm heart of a mind in a hurry
The words I said but the breeze took away
The days that are fire, the nights that are ashes

The times I loved myself, and the ones I could hate myself
What my heart holds still broken in parts
I can't deny it because it would be betraying myself
You think what you want, I am blood of my blood