Desde El Mismo Silencio
Amor y rebeldía, van enyuntados
Amor y rebeldía, van enyuntados
Quien no es rebelde no ama
Y nunca ha amado
Quien no es rebelde no ama
Y nunca ha amado
Amor y rebeldía, como los astros
Amor y rebeldía, como los astros
Dan la luz de la vida, sobre el espacio
Dan la luz de la vida, sobre el espacio
Rebelde es la semilla que aprisionada
Desde el mismo silencio revienta y se alza
Rebeldía es la sangre que enardecida
Se libera del surco de las heridas
Día que muere en la noche, noche en el día
Lucha de luz y sombra es rebeldía
Corazón que no lucha pierde el latido
Y el átomo rebelde perdura erguido
Conciente del misterio que envuelve al sismo
La tierra se rebela del excentricismo
Rebelión es conciencia
Desdicha y llanto
Rebelión es conciencia
Desdicha y llanto
Y es la flor que renace de los cansancios
Y es la flor que renace de los cansancios
Amor y rebeldía, van enyuntados
Amor y rebeldía, van enyuntados
Quien no es rebelde no ama, y nunca ha amado
Quien no es rebelde no ama, y nunca ha amado
From The Same Silence
Love and rebellion, go hand in hand
Love and rebellion, go hand in hand
Who is not rebellious does not love
And has never loved
Who is not rebellious does not love
And has never loved
Love and rebellion, like the stars
Love and rebellion, like the stars
They give the light of life, over space
They give the light of life, over space
Rebel is the seed that imprisoned
From the same silence bursts and rises
Rebellion is the blood that, enflamed
Liberates from the furrow of wounds
Day that dies in the night, night in the day
Struggle of light and shadow is rebellion
Heart that does not fight loses the beat
And the rebellious atom endures erect
Aware of the mystery that surrounds the earthquake
The earth rebels against eccentricism
Rebellion is consciousness
Misfortune and tears
Rebellion is consciousness
Misfortune and tears
And it is the flower that is reborn from weariness
And it is the flower that is reborn from weariness
Love and rebellion, go hand in hand
Love and rebellion, go hand in hand
Who is not rebellious does not love, and has never loved
Who is not rebellious does not love, and has never loved