Letra de Nacemos siendo libres (en ingles)

Words that cry
Looks to shout
People who feel
That hurt that hurt.

People walk
Looking for exits
Time is running out
Just life.

The lights are switched off
Beats finish
The blood claims
The land you scream.

Moments that hurt
That sometimes turn
Marcarte, hurt,
Steal, kill.

And where are the dreams to fulfill?
And where will the will to live?

The children are lost
Parents do not understand
Words that cry
Looks to shout.

The hands that feel
Are not sufficient
Costumes, conform
Mil indifferent.

And where are the dreams to fulfill?
And where will the will to live?
When callus laugh and feel?
Is not lost, perhaps even still here ...

Words that cry ....
Time is running out ....