The night has died and the day has silently arrived
The sleeping man is surprised by the rays of the sun,
And the corners that hide the nightlife
They face the harsh city with its rhythm and routine
There where all value has already been lost...!
It is true that nothing has changed yet,
With today they excused what was not yesterday,
Work that was never completed on time ,
That in boxes of honor jesters promised,
They will lie, again.
The day faces the life of dreams,
It is not a time for children and less games,
Wake up friend, the day has arrived,
And the world in its belly keeps us locked up,...
Wake up Latin man, we must march together,
With new dreams and anxieties, seeking to liberate.
Wake up Latin man, with new dreams and anxieties...
It is true that nothing has changed yet,
The war in the newspapers common news,
Fighting for peace in wheat fields,
It doesn't matter if they mock the Latin man,
They will die, they will win...
The day faces the dream life,...