Vi una autopista de diamantes que nadie usaba
Vi una rama negra goteando sangre fresca
Vi una habitación llena de hombres cuyos martillos sangraban
Vi una escalera blanca cubierta de agua
Vi diez mil oradores de lenguas rotas
Vi pistolas y espadas en manos de niños pequeños
Y es dura, dura, dura
Muy dura la lluvia que va a caer.
Bob Dylan (1963)
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
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