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Cuna Cavada

Abismo Cavado e Medicado

Dug Cradle

Before the cry, it was already a scream
Before the name, it was already pain
They dug a cradle in my chest
And called it love

No one asked if I wanted
To open my eyes to this dark
They tore me from the silent nothing
And the nothing, the nothing was mine

They brought me into the world without asking
An inheritance of pain no one chose

Dug cradle
In the ground of existence
To be born is not a gift
It's a sentence with no trial
They dug my cradle
In the abyss I inherited
I never asked to come
I never chose this law

They say life is a gift
I say it's a debt collected
Every breath is interest on nothing
That they pushed me down the road

What if the greatest act of love
Was silencing the cradle before the scream?
Sparing the flesh from what comes after
Sparing the world one more sufferer?

No one asks to be born
No one signs this contract
They dug my cradle
And called it fate

Dug cradle
In the ground of existence
To be born is not a gift
It's a sentence with no trial

Before the cry, it was already a scream
Before the name it was already me

Cuna Cavada

Antes del llanto, ya era un grito
Antes del nombre, ya era dolor
Cavaron una cuna en mi pecho
Y la llamaron amor

Nadie preguntó si quería
Abrir los ojos a esta oscuridad
Me arrancaron del silencio vacío
Y el vacío, el vacío era mío

Me trajeron al mundo sin preguntar
Una herencia de dolor que nadie eligió

Cuna cavada
En el suelo de la existencia
Nacer no es un regalo
Es una condena sin juicio
Cavaron mi cuna
En el abismo que heredé
Nunca pedí venir
Nunca elegí esta ley

Dicen que la vida es un regalo
Yo digo que es una deuda cobrada
Cada aliento es interés sobre nada
Que me empujaron por el camino

¿Qué pasaría si el mayor acto de amor
Fue silenciar la cuna antes del grito?
Ahorrando la carne de lo que viene después
Ahorrando al mundo un sufridor más?

Nadie pide nacer
Nadie firma este contrato
Cavaron mi cuna
Y la llamaron destino

Cuna cavada
En el suelo de la existencia
Nacer no es un regalo
Es una condena sin juicio

Antes del llanto, ya era un grito
Antes del nombre, ya era yo

Escrita por: Leandro Sousa