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Mourning in my country

The state covered all of this up,
Peña Nieto, I hate you and I detest you.
I can't get over it nor can I forget it
and I know perfectly who...
 
...is the murderer of the people, you're worse than a rat,
this time around I revolt and I dedicate this to Ayotzinapa,
the libertarian prose, full of evil, full of rage
at the sight of this infamy that made my country bleed.
 
For the 43 people that you have murdered,
for the 43 dreams that you buried with bullets,
to the 43 families whose hearts you have ripped out,
to the 43 stars...you've forever laid to rest.
 
43 mothers cry for their missing sons
and millions of us ask ourselves: 'where are the missing'?
and so, see all those that protest be killed here
and it doesn't matter whether PRD, PRAN or PRI governs,
if you are a rebel...they will come after you.
43,000 reasons I have for hating you Peña Nieto,
43,000 reasons I have for manifesting.
 
43 were who you massacred,
43 whose lives you have stolen,
43 dreams that you have mutilated,
43, 43, 43...

 
You call yourself 'Mexican'? pay attention and listen up:
if the marches and blockades keep you upset then
be honest, I bet if the dead had been your own son
you wouldn't think the same way. Here there's an absurd hate
against the Federal power that overtakes you,
for the unequal treatment and the trivial way
that this hostile president gave to this vile hunt,
then you go out to march, to protest and to fight.
 
Let's raise our voices together, we can't stay quiet anymore,
may the bloodshed of our brothers not be in vain,
may the sowed seed germinate against tyranny,
I don't think the solution can be found in a 'hashtag'
or through fucking Twitter by saying #IWantToFightBack.
Nor do I blindly believe the support on Facebook
no by giving a 'thumbs up' on a video on YouTube.
I've changed your perception, now say 'what do you think?'
 
43 were who you massacred,
43 whose lives you have stolen,
43 dreams that you have mutilated,
43, 43, 43...

 
The 26 of September will always be on my mind,
43 brave, conscious students,
dissidents, they set precedents in a coherent way,
organized they defended their ideas, always energetically,
that's why they have my respect and absolute admiration.
 
The 43 now live in my heart, listen up!
if you see my brother tell her not to hurry
and if one day they kill me, make this last.
Tell my daughter that I preferred fighting and dreaming
for a better country that I could leave behind for her,
that they may kill my flesh, my body,
but my rebel spirit will forever be eternal,
like those of Hamburg who faced the corrupt,
who shed their blood, Mexico is in mourning.
And I can't get over it, even if they fucking stigmatize me,
and I can't get over it, even if they say I'm stubborn.
 
43 were who you massacred,
43 whose lives you have stolen,
43 dreams that you have mutilated,
43, 43, 43...

 
With respect and dignity, I dedicate this to the 43 families
and to the students of Ayotzinapa.
A year from today, here all of us remain,
Sin Mordaza, [with my] conscious and dissident rap.
 
43 were who you massacred,
43 whose lives you have stolen,
43 dreams that you have mutilated,
43, 43, 43...

 
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  • Terminology: lit. (literally), lat. (latin term), pr. (pronunciation). @= a/o (for Spanish translations only, @ can be switched from a feminine or masculine perspective.



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2024.10.05.

Missing





I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon that swims upstream
and, defying the arrows, the bears, and the fishermen
arrives at the season of love.
 

I'll search for you in the eyes of the last friend,
I'll listen to the tolling of an ancient heart.
I'll search on the body of a lonely woman
the last “I love you” lost in her throat.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

They no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven’t seen “love”,
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

I'll search for you among the desks of an old schoolhouse
where in your book I left you a pansy.
I'll search in a song of revolution
another feeling and a song.
 

I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon swimming upstream,
a little hero at the risk of dying,
you give life to the sea for love.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

And they no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven't seen 'love',
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

Dear missing love.
 

~~~~~
 

Dear missing love.
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn't forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn't dreamed
It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more peace
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart of one who hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that they haven’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of her kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”