Tomé el tren de la vida sin despedirme
entre nubarrones y espesuras de silencio.
Exhalaciones de aire que nos ataban a una máscara,
a una promesa de volver.
Una muchedumbre hambrienta arañaba la cabina.
"Un puesto para mí", grité sin aliento,
Tendí la mano, queriendo tocar los manjares de los nobles.
Un látigo fustigó mi fe.
took the train of life without saying goodbye
between dark clouds and thickets of silence.
Exhalations of air that tied us to a mask,
to a promise to return.
A hungry crowd clawed at the cabin.
"A position for me," I yelled out of breath,
I reached out my hand, wanting to touch the delicacies of the nobles.
A whip lashed out at my faith.
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