Canción de La Nueva Escuela

This is the new school
this is the new house
ew house and school
like a cradle of a new race

These are its gardens
these are its seedbeds
made with cobblestones
of shame, stone, and star

These, that we continue
under the most than warlike shadow of those seeds
we see in these walls
a prelude of the future
that the good of the hard years saved from yesterday

These, who inhabit
the places raised by blood and hammer blows,
more than living, we endure,
for dreams, for the hands
that for this building without an owner made themselves hurt, hurt

This is the new school
this is the new house
new house and school
like a cradle of a new race

These are its gardens
these are its seedbeds
made with cobblestones
of shame, stone, and star