No Esperes
No esperes que un hombre muera
para saber que todo corre peligro,
ni a que te cuenten los libros
lo que están tramando ahí fuera.
No esperes a que te den los planos
para satisfacer tu curiosidad,
ni a que el aire también sea de pago
para gozar el placer de respirar.
No esperes golpes de suerte,
seguirás a su merced
mientras haya gente que
trafique con la muerte.
No esperes de ningún modo
que se dignen consentir
tu acceso al porvenir
los que hoy arrasan con todo.
No esperes a que se acaben
para desear las cosas más que nunca
ni a responder las preguntas
cuando los otros se callen.
No esperes el consentimiento
ni a que te proporcionen un manual,
ni a que el horóscopo te sea propicio,
ni a que el cielo te mande una señal.
No esperes golpes de suerte,
seguirás a su merced
mientras haya gente que
trafique con la muerte.
No esperes de ningún modo
que se dignen consentir
tu acceso al porvenir
los que hoy arrasan con todo.
Don't Wait
Don't wait for a man to die
to know that everything is in danger,
nor for the books to tell you
what they are plotting out there.
Don't wait for them to give you the blueprints
to satisfy your curiosity,
nor for the air to also be paid for
to enjoy the pleasure of breathing.
Don't wait for strokes of luck,
you will continue at their mercy
as long as there are people
trafficking with death.
Don't wait in any way
for them to deign to allow
your access to the future
those who are now destroying everything.
Don't wait for them to end
to desire things more than ever
nor to answer the questions
when others fall silent.
Don't wait for consent
nor for them to provide you with a manual,
nor for the horoscope to be favorable,
nor for the sky to send you a sign.
Don't wait for strokes of luck,
you will continue at their mercy
as long as there are people
trafficking with death.
Don't wait in any way
for them to deign to allow
your access to the future
those who are now destroying everything.
Escrita por: J. M. Serrat