Driven by the strength of your mind,
in the solitude of his imagination,
with the faith that makes the mortal omnipotent,
On the forehead of the sun, Col? n travels.
He was accompanied by the rebel,
the unruly, the brave;
hope and despair.
The military futures,
caudillos and cardinals,
the guerrilla and the germ of a nation.
The plebeian next to the noble,
in the same pasodoble,
for gold and passion for the Conquest.
And Cole is his Admiral,
and God carries the banner
of Castile and imperialist Aragon.
They travel devils and madonnas,
ignorances and diplomas,
idealists, mercenaries and patriots.
Innocent and guilty,
rich, poor, miserable,
twinned in his quest for glory.
That fu? the best moment
of the great mistake.
When, in the face of the impossible,
One heart beats.
They started
betting the soul,
with invincible hope
of which he has been a loser.
They finished
humiliating the sky,
destroying its stars
and steeping in the moon and in the sun.
The cross that later blessed the genocide
fu? the one that at the beginning spoke? of love.
Injustice does not end for the Indian.
Five centuries have not calmed their pain.
Positive and negative
are confused in the inheritance
of 1492.
Today, no offense
towards the one who thinks differently,
Commemorate But without celebration.
Conmerando ... (commemrando) ... five hundred years ... (five hundred years) ...
Commemorating ... (the Latin being) ... five hundred years ... (and still is done
path)...
Commemorating ... (looking for america and I still can not find you) ...
Five hundred years ... (of crying and laughing ... of feeling) ...
Commemorating ... (to all the Indians of our lands) ...
Five hundred years ... (waiting for justice, it still has not arrived) ...
Commemorating ... (a hope that does not end) ...
Five hundred years ... (of a joy still alive) ...
Commemorating ... (our custom, our culture) ...
Five hundred years ... (one continent, one house) ...
Commemorating ... (five hundred years ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)