"...nosotros que queríamos
vivir sencillamente
hermanos de la lluvia,
del mar, de los amigos,
pronunciar las palabras que
vencen a la muerte
buscar bajo tu falda,
alimento y abrigo..."
"We, the ones that wanted 
to live a simple life, 
brothers of the rain, 
of the sea, of friends; 
we the ones to pronounce 
the words that win over death, 
looking for nourishment 
and shelter under your skirt"
I still remember your skirt, wherever you are. 
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