En esta casa antes hubo soledades, antes de abrir sus puertas, sus ventanas,
para que entrara el aire de tus cielos, para que se escaparan los fantasmas.
En esta casa nunca antes sonó un latido de un corazón que siente, lucha y duda.
Y ahora anda el tuyo buscando sus voces para cantar a aquellos que no escuchan.
Y ahora vienen a echarnos de esta casa, búscame entre el humo y el metal,
aferrándome al alma de estos muros entre los que te conocí, en que jugamos a ganar batallas,
de esta isla de paz en que yo te creí cuando me diste manos y esperanza.
En esta casa antes hubo mil silencios, antes de que tu risa los llenara.
Aquí se forjó el humo de tus versos, te vi llorar y vi crecer tus plantas.
En esta casa nunca antes hubo madrugadas en que refugiarse de esta tormenta.
Y ahora bailas y bebes conmigo en espiral de luz, y es que hubo fiesta.
Y ahora vienen a echarnos de esta casa, búscame entre el humo y el metal,
aferrándome al alma de estos muros entre los que te conocí, en que jugamos a ganar batallas.
Y ahora vienen a echarnos de esta casa, búscame entre el humo y el metal,
aferrándome al alma de estos muros entre los que te conocí, en que jugamos a ganar batallas,
de esta isla de paz en que yo te creí cuando me diste manos y esperanza…

Translated Version

In this house before there were solitudes, before opening its doors, its windows,
to let the air in your heavens, so that the ghosts would escape.
In this house never before sounded a heartbeat that feels, struggles and doubts.
And now he's looking for his voices to sing to those who don't listen.
And now they're coming to kick us out of this house, look for me between smoke and metal,
clinging to the soul of these walls among those I met you, in which we played to win battles,
of this island of peace on which I believed you when you gave me hands and hope.
There used to be a thousand silences in this house before your laughter filled them.
Here the smoke of your verses was forged, I saw you cry and I saw your plants grow.
In this house there have never been any early mornings in which to take refuge from this storm.
And now you dance and drink with me in a spiral of light, and there was a party.
And now they're coming to kick us out of this house, look for me between smoke and metal,
clinging to the soul of these walls among those I met you, in which we play to win battles.
And now they're coming to kick us out of this house, look for me between smoke and metal,
clinging to the soul of these walls among those I met you, in which we played to win battles,
of this island of peace where I believed you when you gave me hands and hope ...