Agua Bajo el Puente
Intente guardar silencio
Pero no pudo ser
No me queda otra opción que recoger
El guante que tiraste ofendido aquella vez
El mismo que no te permitió comprender
que era mejor
Dejar que el agua
Pasara, bajo ese puente
Que es tu corazón
No entendiste que el rencor mata la idea desde la raíz
No es movilizador
No es mi motor
Tengo en mi jardín cinco frutales
Que me enseñaron a ver
Que sus frutos son consecuencia
Del trabajo colectivo, la paciencia y el amor
Algo que hace rato, parece, no habita en tu corazón
deja correr el agua
Bajo tu corazón...
Water Under the Bridge
Tried to keep quiet
But it couldn't be
I have no choice but to pick up
The glove you threw offended that time
The same one that didn't allow you to understand
that it was better
To let the water
Flow under that bridge
That is your heart
You didn't understand that resentment kills the idea from the root
It's not motivating
It's not my drive
I have in my garden five fruit trees
That taught me to see
That their fruits are a result
Of collective work, patience, and love
Something that seems to have been absent in your heart for a while
let the water flow
Under your heart...