Los Hijos del Sol en inglés – Ricardo Montaner

Understand the message of the smile of a child
When you touch my glass in the red light
My thought was on the moon or in limbo
You wouldn’t look at me to see
What you’re wanting to tell me
That it’s time now to help them live

I suffer, if on an American street
A heart sleeps in the cold
Playing at hopscotch with its life
Every day some son of the sun is lost

I feel that my soul dampens
And that my continent is saddened
Patience, little tin soldier
Tomorrow the son of the sun will smile

Understand the message of the tear of a child
If he has one on King’s Day
A dream galloping beyond the horizon
On steeds of hope and future
They’re wanting to tell me
That it’s time now to help them live

I suffer, if on an American street
A heart sleeps in the cold
Playing at hopscotch with its life
Every day some son of the sun is lost

I feel that my soul dampens
And that my continent is saddened
Patience, little tin soldier
Tomorrow the son of the sun will smile
Tomorrow you’ll smile, son of the sun