Son tan distintos el sonido y el viento
y sin embargo en algo se parecen
ni el mejor ojo los puede ver
pero están porque se siente.

De esa textura tu alma parió
lo que era todo tu aliento
la rabia nunca murió
cuando mataron al perro

Dame de esa espuma, contagia valor
que no haya tumba, ni nada que lo calla
se oye como el viento y no se ve
se mete adentro y da batalla.

Un salvaje que no para
quiere convertirse en mi
no me quiere fiel ni falso
solo bestia donde vivir

De esa bravura tu sueño parió
lo que aun sostiene mi aliento
la rabia nunca murió
cuando mataron al perro

Dame de esa espuma, contagia valor
que no haya tumba, ni nada que lo calla
se oye como el viento y no se ve
se mete adentro y da batalla.

Como guía el cielo regalo
una estrella para tu frente
para que sin perder la ternura jamás
aprendieras a endurecerte.

Translated Version

Sound and wind are so different
and yet something looks alike
not even the best eye can see them
but they're because it feels.

From that texture your soul stopped
what was all your encouragement
rage never died
when they killed the dog

Give me that foam, it spreads value
that there's no grave, nothing to shut him up
it sounds like the wind and you don't see
gets inside and fights.

A savage who doesn't stop
wants to become my
doesn't want me faithful or false
just beast to live in

From that bravura your dream stopped
which still holds my breath
the rage never died
when they killed the dog

Give me that foam, it spreads value
that there is no grave, or nothing that silences him
it sounds like the wind and you don't see
gets inside and fights.

As a guide to the gift sky
a star for your forehead
so that without ever losing his tenderness
you'd learn to harden yourself.