Desapariciones - Matamba

Que alguien me diga

Si ha visto a mi esposo

Preguntaba la dona

Se llama ernesto y tiene cuarenta años

Trabajaba de peón

En un negocio de autos

Llevaba camisa oscura

Y pantalón claro

Salió de noche y no ha regresado

Y yo no sé ya que pensar

Pues esto antes

No me había pasado

Llevo tres días

Buscando a mi hermana

Se llama altagracia

Igual que la abuela

Salió del trabajo para la escuela

Llevaba puestos jeans

Y una camisa blanca

No ha sido el novio…

El tipo está en su casa

No saben de ella en la policía

Ni en el hospital

Oh oh oh oooh

Que alguien me diga

Si ha visto a mi hijo

Es estudiante de medicina

Se llama agustín

Y es un buen muchacho

Es a veces terco cuando opina

Lo han detenido…

No se que fuerza

Pantalón blanco camisa a rayas

Paso ante ayer

Oh oh oh oooh

Clara quiñones

Se llama mi madre

Ella es un alma de dios

Y no se mete con nadie

Se la han llevado de testigo

Por un asunto

Que es nada más conmigo

Y yo fui a entregarme

Hoy por la tarde

Y ahora vi que no saben

Quien se la llevó

Del cuartel!

Oh oh oh oooh

Anoche escuche

Varias explosiones

Tiros de escopeta y de revólver

Autos acelerados, frenos, gritos

Ecos de botas en la calle

Toques de puerta

Quejas, por dioses, platos rotos

Estaban dando la telenovela

Por eso nadie miró pa’fuera

Avestruz

A donde van los desaparecidos

Busca en el agua y en los matorrales

Y por que es que desaparecen

Por que no todos somos iguales

Y cuando vuelve el desaparecido

Cada vez que lo trae el pensamiento

Como se llama al desaparecido

Una emoción apretando por dentro

Someone tell me

If she has seen my husband

the donut asked

His name is Ernesto and he is forty years old.

worked as a laborer

In a car business

He wore a dark shirt

And light pants

He went out at night and has not returned

And I don't know what to think anymore

Well this before

it had not happened to me

I've been three days

looking for my sister

her name is altagracia

just like grandma

He left work for school

he was wearing jeans

and a white shirt

He has not been the boyfriend...

The guy is at home

They don't know about her in the police

Not even in the hospital

oh oh oooh

Someone tell me

If she has seen my son

He is a medical student

His name is Augustine

And he's a good boy

He is sometimes stubborn when he thinks

They have arrested him...

I don't know what force

White pants striped shirt

step before yesterday

oh oh oooh

Clara Quinones

she is called my mother

She is a soul of god

And she don't mess with nobody

They have taken her as a witness

for a matter

That she is nothing more with me

And I went to surrender

today afternoon

And now I saw that they don't know

who took her

From the barracks!

oh oh oooh

Last night I listened

various explosions

Shotgun and revolver shots

Speeding cars, brakes, screams

Echoes of boots in the street

door knocks

Complaints, by gods, broken dishes

They were giving the soap opera

That's why nobody looked outside

Ostrich

Where do the disappeared go

Search in the water and in the bushes

And why is it that they disappear

because we are not all the same

And when the disappeared returns

Every time the thought brings it

What is the missing person called?

An emotion squeezing inside