At night I hear their voices,
The voices of the dead, of my dead,
of my future countrymen who tell me: Welcome ¡
// Welcome to this world of shadows
Welcome to your death you are nothing. //
From places that do not exist
Without breath in their lungs, without lungs
Their screams come and go,
But they only go, they no longer come,
They only go to the dusty nebula.
// Welcome to this world of shadows
Welcome to your death you are nothing. //
The voice continues, the chorus continues in the dead man who falls, in my body that dries up.