Canto a los migrantes

Ora pro nobis in hora mortis nostrae.

Who will pray?

For the bodies that fall from the top

of a wall that crosses no man´s land.

Who will pray?

For the people who fall in to sea

and can´t swim and still go.

Who will pray?

For those who get to the otherside

with Luck

and want to talk

and there is no such universal language.

Ora pro nobis.

If you want to get out of there

die and you´ll be born again.

They think so

they have no heart.

We´ll break down the wall someday.

Still dreaming of equality,

still dreaming of that energy

that brings respect and love,

that brings respect and love.

For those who get to the otherside

with Luck.