El Necio - Silvio Rodríguez, Luis Eduardo Aute

Para no hacer de mi ícono pedazos

Para salvarme entre únicos e impares

Para cederme un lugar en su parnaso

Para darme un rinconcito en sus altares

Me vienen a convidar a arrepentirme

Me vienen a convidar a que no pierda

Mi vienen a convidar a indefinirme

Me vienen a convidar a tanta mierda

Yo no se lo que es el destino

Caminando fui lo que fui

Allá dios, que será divino

Yo me muero como viví

Yo me muero como viví

Yo quiero seguir jugando a lo perdido

Yo quiero ser a la zurda más que diestro

Yo quiero hacer un congreso del unido

Yo quiero rezar a fondo un «hijo nuestro»

Dirán que pasó de moda la locura

Dirán que la gente es mala y no merece

Más yo seguiré soñando travesuras

(acaso multiplicar panes y peces)

Yo no se lo que es el destino

Caminando fui lo que fui

Allá dios, que será divino

Yo me muero como viví

Yo me muero como viví

Yo me muero como viví

Como viví

Yo me muero como viví

Dicen que me arrastrarán po sobre rocas

Cuando la revolución se venga abajo

Que machacarán mis manos y mi boca

Que me arrancarán los ojos y el badajo

Será que la necedad parió conmigo

La necedad de lo que hoy resulta necio:

La necedad de asumir al enemigo

La necedad de vivir sin tener precio

Yo no se lo que es el destino

Caminando fui lo que fui

Allá dios, que será divino

Yo me muero como viví

Yo me muero como viví

So as not to make my icon pieces

To save me between unique and odd

To give me a place in his Parnassus

To give me a little corner in their altars

They come to invite me to repent

They come to invite me not to lose

They come to invite me to indefinitely

They come to invite me to so much shit

I don't know what destiny is

Walking I was what I was

There God, it will be divine

I die as I lived

I die as I lived

I want to continue playing the lost game

I want to be left-handed more than right-handed

I want to make a congress of the united

I want to pray thoroughly a "son of ours"

They will say that madness is out of fashion

They will say that people are bad and do not deserve

More I will continue dreaming pranks

(perhaps multiply loaves and fishes)

I don't know what destiny is

Walking I was what I was

There God, it will be divine

I die as I lived

I die as I lived

I die as I lived

how i lived

I die as I lived

They say they'll drag me over rocks

When the revolution falls apart

That my hands and my mouth will crush

That my eyes and clapper will be ripped out

It will be that the foolishness gave birth to me

The foolishness of what today is foolish:

The foolishness of assuming the enemy

The foolishness of living without having a price

I don't know what destiny is

Walking I was what I was

There God, it will be divine

I die as I lived

I die as I lived