The marrow of the days
He insists on remaining
Asleep between the blankets,
It's lazy the sunrise
It hangs from the wires
Where the clothes of the humble
Wait for the sun
And it grows on the embankments
They line the railroad tracks
And sing among the little houses of Villa Azul.
I want to sing one day with that love
That drives all hope about pain.
I want a dirt playground to dance
Together with those who still wait for their freedom.
One day bells will come as shots
Putting light, putting light of freedom,
The marrow of the days
It climbs my heart
Rayito de luz that illuminates
The melody of my song.
Walk with people
And he demands urgent new roads
To march.
He sits by the table
You dress her with your tablecloth
And paint new hopes with his brush.
I want to sing one day with that love
That drives all hope about pain
I want a dirt playground to dance
Together with those who still wait for their freedom.
One day bells will come as shots
Putting light, putting light of freedom.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)