Donde el aire es ceniza [English translation]

Chronicle of our days...

The eagle flew

Where air became powder on the border.

A story of one child

Who met an eagle..

It stole it.

One soldier confessed:

When the sky got dark,

The Earth began crying with tears,

Screaming from pain..

What does freedom mean?

What does compassion mean?

It is impossible to trust in the flag,

If on it the blood is shed.

The eagle never sleeps,

His heroes are murdered,

It brings the stars for the celebration

Which he has earned.

But the child is an orphan of the house and joy,

And it is indifferent to the beginning of a war.

The soldier confessed:

When time stopped,

The Earth cried with tears,

It was the hail.

What does freedom mean?

What is the compassion?

It is impossible to trust in the flag,

If on it the blood is shed.

What does freedom mean?

What is the compassion?

The sun which will never rise..

An endless darkness...

The soldier confessed

When the sky got dark,

How is it possible to stand up for your flag

If blood must be shed?

Shed...Tell me: where is freedom?

Freedom...

• Artist:Laura Pausini
• Album:Escucha (2004)