They asked me how I was living, they asked me
Surviving, I said, surviving
I have a poem written more than a thousand times
In it I always repeat that while someone
Proposes death, on this earth
And weapons are made for war
I will tread these fields surviving
All facing danger surviving
Sad and wandering men surviving

Surviving, surviving
Surviving, surviving

I haven't laughed like I used to in a long time
And yet I used to laugh like a finch
I have a certain memory that hurts me
And I can't forget about the Malvinas
How much tragedy on this earth
Today I want to laugh, I can barely do it
I no longer have the laughter of a finch
Nor the peace of the pines in January
I walk through this world surviving

Surviving, surviving
Surviving, surviving

I don't want to be just a survivor
I want to choose the day for my death
I have young flesh, red blood
Good teeth and an urgent dream
I want the life of my offspring
I don't want to see one day demonstrating
For peace in the world to the animals
How I would laugh that crazy day
Them demonstrating for life
And us barely surviving
Surviving

Surviving, surviving
Surviving, surviving
Surviving, surviving
Surviving, surviving

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