Mujer frontera - Clara Peya, Alba Florés, Ana Tijoux

No tiene manos para curar heridas

No tiene piernas para cruzar la vida

No tiene ojos que le lean el alma

Ni tiene oídos para abrazar palabras

No tiene pechos para quemar el aire

Ni tiene ganas que otro cuerpo le baile

Y lleva atados muñecas y tobillos

Quiere ser ave, pero no encuentra nido

..Y no quiere vivir

..Y no quiere morir

Es mujer frontera es horizontе

Es una autopista que separa sur y norte

Es un trabalеnguas en tu boca

Es dos hemisferios es lugar de maniobra

Es punto y seguido, pero a parte

Es túnel eterno es hielo en pecho y se hace arte

Es punto y aparte pero sigue

Es la cuerda floja que se tensa en el declive

Tiene un vacío que le arruga la frente

Es un espejo del llanto de la gente

Tiene dos muelas herencia de su abuelo

Que por las noches pelean contra el miedo

Y tiene crisis si se moja los dedos

Pero quisiera ahogarse en un desierto

Quiere ser polvo mucho antes que ser nada

Y ser despojo mucho antes que olvidada

…Y no quiere morir

…Y no quiere vivir

Es mujer frontera es horizonte

Es una autopista que separa sur y norte

Es un trabalenguas en tu boca

Es dos hemisferios es lugar de maniobra

No tenia nombre

No tenia edad

Llevaba los años de la libertad

Caía la guerra

Con toda su fuerza

Mientras mi madre cruzaba esta tierra

Antes que el mundo fuera de piedra

Antes que los muros fueran la vergüenza

Antes que el cielo llorara sin tregua

Y el piso gritara por las mil muertas

Hermana amigas y compañera

Atravesando lejana frontera

Pero la vida jamás se destierra

Siempre se lleva donde se quiera

Plantar un mundo

Con miles de frutos

Donde quepamos

Todas o ninguno

Mujer del borde

Mujer del norte del sur

Mujer sin pasaporte

Mujer del borde

Mujer del norte del sur

Mujer sin

He has no hands to heal wounds

He has no legs to cross life

He has no eyes to read his soul

Nor does he have ears to embrace words

She has no breasts to burn the air

He doesn't even want another body to dance

And she has her wrists and ankles tied

She wants to be a bird, but she can't find a nest

..and he doesn't want to live

..and he doesn't want to die

She is a border woman, she is a horizon

It is a highway that separates south and north

It's a tongue twister in your mouth

It's two hemispheres it's a place of maneuver

It is point and followed, but apart

It is an eternal tunnel, it is ice in the chest and it becomes art

It's full stop but it goes on

It's the tightrope that tightens on the decline

He has an emptiness that wrinkles his forehead

It is a mirror of the crying of the people

He has two molars inherited from his grandfather

That at night they fight against fear

And she has a crisis if she wets her fingers

But I would like to drown in a desert

He wants to be dust long before being nothing

And be spoil long before forgotten

…and he doesn't want to die

…and he doesn't want to live

She is a border woman, she is a horizon

It is a highway that separates south and north

It's a tongue twister in your mouth

It's two hemispheres it's a place of maneuver

I had no name

I was not old

He had the years of freedom

the war fell

With all his strength

As my mother crossed this land

Before the world was made of stone

Before the walls were shame

Before the sky cried relentlessly

And the floor will scream for the thousand dead

sister friends and companion

Crossing distant border

But life is never banished

It always takes where you want

plant a world

With thousands of fruits

where we fit

all or none

edge woman

north south woman

woman without passport

edge woman

north south woman

woman without