Levanta La Frente
¡Levanta la frente! No escondas la cara
Enjuga tus lágrimas, échate a reír
No tengas vergüenza, a tu rostro aclara
¿Por qué tanta pena? ¿Por qué tal sufrir?
Ya sé que tu falta será para el mundo
Escándalo, risa, placer o baldón
Más yo soy tu hermano, y al ser juez me fundo
Según los dictados que da el corazón
No es falta la falta de dar luz a un niño
La ley de dar frutos es ley de la flor
No peca quien brinda la fe del cariño
Ni es crimen el darse y confiada al amor
Malvado es el hombre que infiere la ofensa
Infame es el hombre que bebe y se va
Y deja en la fuente, la flor y no piensa
No piensa siquiera que un ser nacerá
Acércate, hermana, no llores, no temas
La ley de ser madre es ley natural
Las madres son diosas con santas diademas
Ya cumplan o violen la norma legal
La madre casada, la madre soltera
Son todas iguales: Son una, no dos
Lo nieguen las leyes, lo niegue quien quiera
¡Son todas iguales delante de Dios!
¡No llores, hermana! Ya ves, te comprendo
De nada te culpo, mi afecto te doy
Mi casa, mis brazos, mis puños, te ofrendo
Del hijo que traes cuál padre ya soy
No temas, hermana, tendrás mis ahorros
Tendrás todo aquello que aquí dentro ves
Tu buena cuñada me dio dos cachorros
De cuenta haré, hermana, que ya tengo tres
Lift Your Head Up
Lift your head up! Don't hide your face
Wipe your tears, start to laugh
Don't be ashamed, brighten your face
Why so much sorrow? Why such suffering?
I know your fault will be for the world
Scandal, laughter, pleasure, or shame
But I am your brother, and as a judge I base myself
According to the dictates of the heart
It's not a fault to bring a child into the world
The law of bearing fruit is the law of the flower
No one sins by offering the faith of affection
Nor is it a crime to give oneself trustingly to love
Evil is the man who inflicts offense
Infamous is the man who drinks and leaves
And leaves in the fountain, the flower without a thought
Doesn't even think that a being will be born
Come closer, sister, don't cry, don't fear
The law of being a mother is natural law
Mothers are goddesses with holy crowns
Whether they fulfill or violate legal norms
Married mothers, single mothers
They are all the same: They are one, not two
Let the laws deny it, let anyone deny it
They are all the same in front of God!
Don't cry, sister! You see, I understand you
I don't blame you for anything, I give you my affection
My house, my arms, my fists, I offer you
Of the child you bring, I am already a father
Don't fear, sister, you will have my savings
You will have everything you see inside here
Your good sister-in-law gave me two puppies
I will consider, sister, that I already have three
Escrita por: Agustín Magaldi / Antonio nápoli