Los Bunkers la era esta pariendo un corazon

I have asked my shadow
Let's see how I'm doing, to laugh,
While the crying, with a voice like a temple,
It breaks into the room watering time.
My shadow says What to laugh
It is to see the cries as my cry
And I have remained silent, desperate,
And then I hear:
The earth cries.
The threshing floor is giving birth to a heart .
He can't take it anymore, he's dying of pain,
And we have to run
For the future is falling
The era is giving birth to a heart.
No You can't do more, you're dying of pain,
And you have to run
Well, the future is falling
In any jungle in the world
My shadow says to laugh
It is seeing the cries as my cry
And I have remained silent, desperate,
And then I hear:
The earth cries.
The threshing floor is giving birth to a heart.
No she can do no more, she is dying of pain,
And we have to run
Well, the future falls away
I must leave the house and the armchair.
The mother lives until she dies the sun,
And we must burn the sky
If necessary, to live,
For any man in the world,
For any house.