Tuesday, September 4, 2018

Ruben Blades - Vida = Life


Hello internet world! :-) It has been a while since I translated anything and I'm slowly getting back to it. This one became a favorite recently. I think the lyrics are powerful and inspiring. I really love Ruben Blades and I feel this won't be the first of the last song I translate of his. Salsa is life for me and Ruben has done it better than anyone. His lyrics have a mission and my love for it tells me I must share. So here I am :-) Hope you all enjoy it!


No one chooses their family or the race they are born in.
Nor to be rich, poor, good, bad, brave or a coward.
We are born out of a choice in which we were not consulted.
And no one can promise us results.

When we are born; we don’t even know our names.
Or what our path will be, nor what our future hides.

In between baptism and burial everyone makes their way.
And with their decisions, a destiny.

We are just another card in a game someone else has started.
And everyone will bet according to the hand they’ve inherited.

Life is a door where there is no entrance fee.

And the soul is the ticket that, while living, tares up when you pay.

And every step creates a foot print, and every foot print is history.

And every yesterday is a star in the sky of memory.

And the wave of time takes and brings our contradictions.

And between comebacks and goodbyes errors scar.

And each friend is the family we choose between strangers.

And between the wait and the meeting; one learns with the years

That only to our consciousness our spirit responds

And that one thing is to be a male and another to be a man.

No one chooses their family, or their race when they are born.
Nor to be good, bad, pretty, ugly, innocent or guilty.

From birth to death our whole life is a bet.

It depends on our will to find the answers

I Dream of a different world
Where our love never ends

Where never, never, discard another’s reason
Where we never forget to help out..who??
The ones that are staying behind

I Dream of a different world
Where our love never ends

The white bones of  a dead man can be from any race.
If death doesn’t discriminate then life shouldn’t either.



I Dream of a different world
Where our love never dies

This truth is very simple, even a child knows it.

If in your life there was no rhythm, in your grave there will be no key.


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