La Batalla de las Termopilas
"...when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children-black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics-will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: "Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!..."
(Martin Luther King, Jr., "I Have a Dream")
Desangrandonos, el miedo es de los débiles
El cielo se torna gris, una batalla terrible
Resiste, resiste, y que el sol brille
Y que la fuerza hoy en mi corazón, los ilumine
Y en sus manos nos guie hacia un mundo eterno es posible
Y que su espada abriendo mi pecho no nos limite
A soñar un cielo en el que nuestros hijos conquisten
Enfrentandonos y que hablen los imbéciles
Mi visión se torna gris, que se apiaden los débiles
Resiste, resiste, y que el sol brille
Y que la fuerza hoy en mi corazón, nos ilumine
Y en sus manos nos guie hacia un mundo eterno es posible
Y que su espada abriendo mi pecho no nos limite
A soñar un cielo en el que nuestros hijos conquisten
Resiste!
Y hoy aquí es nuestra muerte, nuestra victoria
Resiste!
Y que los dioses nos protejan en sus manos y la fuerza de tu corazón
Resiste!
Soñemos con la gloria eterna, hacia la victoria vamos
Resiste! Resiste! Resiste!
Lo siento en nuestra piel!
The Battle of Thermopylae
"...when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children-black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics-will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: "Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!..."
(Martin Luther King, Jr., "I Have a Dream")
Bleeding out, fear belongs to the weak
The sky turns gray, a terrible battle
Resist, resist, let the sun shine
And let the strength in my heart illuminate them today
And in their hands guide us towards a possible eternal world
And may their sword opening my chest not limit us
To dream of a sky where our children conquer
Facing each other and let the fools speak
My vision turns gray, may the weak be pitied
Resist, resist, let the sun shine
And let the strength in my heart illuminate us today
And in their hands guide us towards a possible eternal world
And may their sword opening my chest not limit us
To dream of a sky where our children conquer
Resist!
And today here is our death, our victory
Resist!
And may the gods protect us in their hands and the strength of your heart
Resist!
Let's dream of eternal glory, towards victory we go
Resist! Resist! Resist!
I feel it in our skin!