A remar [Directo Las Ventas] - Rosendo, Rodrigo Mercado

Hombro contra hombro, luchando en este mar

Y a remar, a remar

Llantos y alegrías que puedas entonar

Y a remar, a remar

Veo en tu mirada una tempestad

Siento que no hay límite ni fin ni condición

Declarado en rebeldía con autoridad

Rostros empapados en determinación

Naipes sin marcar, sobre el tablón

Vasos que al chocar, vierten licor

Emboca el silencio, sigila tu verdad

Y a remar, a remar

Antes del asalto aguarda la señal

Y a remar, a remar

Leo en la constancia la oportunidad

Pienso que no hay índice ni guía ni patrón

Proclamando la valía con identidad

Fuerzas que se unen en libre comunión

Por la borda irá, la decepción

Vasos que al chocar, vierten licor

Rema, rema…

Rema, rema…

Naipes sin marcar, sobre el tablón

Vasos que al chocar, vierten licor

Rema, rema…

Rema, rema…

Rema, rema…

Shoulder to shoulder, fighting on this sea

And to row, to row

tears and joys that you can sing

And to row, to row

I see a storm in your eyes

I feel that there is no limit or end or condition

Declared in absentia with authority

Faces drenched in determination

Unmarked playing cards, on the board

Glasses that when collided, spill liquor

Mouth the silence, keep your truth

And to row, to row

Before the assault awaits the signal

And to row, to row

I read the opportunity in the record

I think there is no index or guide or pattern

Proclaiming worth with identity

Forces coming together in free communion

Overboard will go, disappointment

Glasses that when collided, spill liquor

Row, row…

Row, row…

Unmarked playing cards, on the board

Glasses that when collided, spill liquor

Row, row…

Row, row…

Row, row…