(words
and music by Telmary Diaz,
Francis del Rio, Roberto Carcasses)
Listen up,
revolutionaries!
I don’t care
what they say,
I’ll stick
around, keeping my mouth shut,
struggling
with our everyday problems
in love with
life
We Cubans are
spread out all over the world
asking
ourselves, why we must endure this curse,
when only a
few old fuckers, who hate each other
keep us
separated, so distinct, so equal, so peculiar, so special
I ask myself
if my child will inherit the same plight
this venom of
love and hate, like a bad marriage
How many more
times will we have to cross the sea
only to face
yet another nightmare
How much
longer, my love, until our wishes will come true?
How much
longer, until we learn how to say “I’m sorry, it’s my fault”
Let’s give it
a shot!
We, the
revolutionaries, Cubans all over the world,
united as
brothers,
we’re a
people, do the best you can to reconcile,
dare to love
one another!
How much
longer will I have to bear the loose ends of my identity?
How much
longer will we have to struggle,
stuck,
fighting against our own objectives
Legalize
Peace!
How’s it
going old man?
Everyday he
drives me insane, wears me out.
My god, I’m
exhausted!
How much
longer?!
We, you,
they, the others,
blind folded,
unfeeling hearts,
possessive
and ignorant
The only
limit to love
is your own
selfishness.
(from
the Spanish by J. Michael Seyfert)