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Song for the Unity of Latin America

Chico Buarque

Canción Por La Unidad de Latino America

El nacimiento de un mundo
Se aplazó por un momento
Fue un breve lapso del tiempo
Del universo un segundo

Sin embargo parecia
Que todo se iba a acabar
Con la distancia mortal
Que separó nuestras vidas

Realizavan la labor
De desunir nossas mãos
E fazer com que os irmãos
Se mirassem com temor

Cunado passaron los años
Se acumularam rancores
Se olvidaram os amores
Parecíamos estraños

Que distância tão sofrida
Que mundo tão separado
Jamás se hubiera encontrado
Sin aportar nuevas vidas

E quem garante que a História
É carroça abandonada
Numa beira de estrada
Ou numa estação inglória

A História é um carro alegre
Cheio de um povo contente
Que atropela indiferente
Todo aquele que a negue

É um trem riscando trilhos
Abrindo novos espaços
Acenando muitos braços
Balançando nossos filhos

Lo que brilla con luz propia
Nadie lo puede apagar
Su brillo puede alcanzar
La oscuridad de otras costas

Quem vai impedir que a chama
Saia iluminando o cenário
Saia incendiando o plenário
Saia inventando outra trama

Quem vai evitar que os ventos
Batam portas mal fechadas
Revirem terras mal socadas
E espalhem nossos lamentos

E enfim quem paga o pesar
Do tempo que se gastou
De las vidas que costó
De las que puede costar

Já foi lançada uma estrela
Pra quem souber enxergar
Pra quem quiser alcançar
E andar abraçado nela

Já foi lançada um estrela
Pra quem souber enxergar
Pra quem quiser alcançar
E andar abraçado nela

Song for the Unity of Latin America

The birth of a world
Was postponed for a moment
It was a brief lapse of time
A second in the universe

However, it seemed
That everything was going to end
With the deadly distance
That separated our lives

They were carrying out the task
Of disuniting our hands
And making the brothers
Look at each other with fear

As the years passed
Resentments accumulated
Loves were forgotten
We seemed like strangers

What a painful distance
What a separated world
Would never have met
Without bringing new lives

And who guarantees that History
Is an abandoned cart
On the side of the road
Or at a inglorious station

History is a joyful cart
Full of a happy people
That runs over indifferently
Anyone who denies it

It's a train laying tracks
Opening new spaces
Waving many arms
Swinging our children

What shines with its own light
No one can extinguish
Its brightness can reach
The darkness of other shores

Who will prevent the flame
From illuminating the scene
From setting fire to the assembly
From inventing another plot

Who will prevent the winds
From knocking on poorly closed doors
Turning over poorly tilled lands
And spreading our sorrows

And finally, who pays the regret
Of the time that was spent
Of the lives it cost
Of those it may cost

A star has already been launched
For those who can see
For those who want to reach
And walk embraced by it

A star has already been launched
For those who can see
For those who want to reach
And walk embraced by it

Escrita por: Chico Buarque / Pablo Milanez