La Memoria - Depedro

He oído que el fugitivo

Ha escapado de su destino

He oído que hay mucha gente

Que está cansada de pan y circo

De llorar siempre que miro

De sufrir este camino

De reírme del capricho

De los que han decidido

(bis)

He oído los que padecen

Que la memoria no se pierde

Tiene hijos poderosos

Y cualquier día vienen a verte

De llorar siempre que miro

De sufrir este camino

De reírme del capricho

De los que han decidido

(bis)

No se olvide, me dijo una mujer

Aquí estamos, tú eres nuestro poder

De llorar siempre que miro

De sufrir este camino

De reírme del capricho

De los que han decidido

(bisx2)

I heard that the fugitive

He has escaped his fate

I have heard that there are many people

That she is tired of bread and circuses

Of crying every time I look

to suffer this way

to laugh at the whim

Of those who have decided

(Bis)

I have heard those who suffer

That memory is not lost

He has mighty sons

And any day they come to see you

Of crying every time I look

to suffer this way

to laugh at the whim

Of those who have decided

(Bis)

Don't forget, a woman told me

Here we are, you are our power

Of crying every time I look

to suffer this way

to laugh at the whim

Of those who have decided

(bisx2)