Walking on the darkness Seeing my destiny to destroy me Making my feet weigh Until you can not anymore For lack of strength Last condemned in We live the sentence That will for all eternity All my brothers All my families All living things They live on scarce Scarce of the new world My eye sees suffering My mind does not bring solutions We were destined to rot And defecate in a ruined land Bringing us the wound Wound of the past What could have been changed For our present Not be as I wound open Wound that our world carries