Lila Downs:
No ... I will not cry for you
I'm going to keep this memory
No ... I will not cry for you
that my heart has not died
he has not died ... he has not died
What do you want dreams of our
land or glimpse of each war where the teeth
of a Zapotec release dreams of mezcal?
That the bad is going to end
that the good is already going to start
I do not want to cry anymore
I just want to sing lilies
that heaven wants to sing to me
that heaven wants to sing to me
the foam was talking to the sea
the foam was talking to the sea
What eyes that were crying
that some fists that have been closed
that in the wind that was growing
butterflies that no longer flew
and a war covered with his cloak
a few streets with broken men
where the law of the jungle sends
where were the good things
Bunbury:
I blame you for the silence
in the guilt of a look
I'm looking for you as a witness
it is a case without judge or balance
I look for you for the embroidery of women and poets
the speech that causes questions
the tissue of napkins
Chorus:
Justice!
I looked for you on the street,
I looked for you in the newspaper, on television,
in the deaf voices of the courts
Justice!
I looked for you in the faces,
I looked for you in the mouths,
I looked for you in the minds,
I looked for you in the eyes of our cities
Lilac:
I still believe that the bad thing ends
that the good comes, the conscience calls you
Bunbury:
I still believe that the bad thing ends
that the good comes, the conscience calls you
Na ..
Bunbury:
I look for you in the deaths
that on paper you never show up
in the stain of the quarries
the painting would erase you
but it does not erase my memory
nor the ogurllo, nor bravery
nor the voice of the pans
nor the radio of my neighbors
Lilac:
As blind we are tempting
that in hate there is no light that passes
that monument becomes strong
the two-headed snake
I do not see you in the high commands
I do not find you in the offices
nor in the man in uniform
nor in the rich of the banks
Chorus:
Justice!
I looked for you on the street,
I looked for you in the newspaper, on television,
in the deaf voices of the courts
Justice!
I looked for you in the faces,
I looked for you in the mouths,
I looked for you in the minds,
I looked for you in the eyes of our cities
Lilac:
I still believe that the bad thing ends
that the good comes, the conscience calls you
Bunbury:
I still believe that the bad thing ends
that the good comes, the conscience calls you
Na ..
Only among all we can make this a better place :)