TIERRA ZANTA (Red Bull Symphonic) Lyrics (English Translation) – Trueno, Milo j

[Intro: Trueno & Milo j]
It’s an honor for me to have the opportunity to represent not only my neighborhood, my country, or my continent
But all of us who are Latino
In 2022 I released the album “BIEN O MAL”
With the aim of representing Latin America in its purest form
To pay homage to my blood relatives, to my neighbors around the world
There’s a song on that album that perfectly captures the feeling I have for my land, the pride I feel for my country
The sense of belonging I have for my country, for my neighborhood, for my block, for everything that raised me
And the years may pass, but the message is immortal
And wherever we are, wherever we go
Where we come from will never change
Today more than ever I say there’s nothing more beautiful than being Latino
Nothing more beautiful than being Argentinian, and nothing more beautiful than having him as a neighbor
Thank you very much
Yes, yes
A little brother too

[Chorus: Trueno & Milo j]
If they ask what I am, what I carry, wherever I go
I am from holy land
I am from where I was born, where I will die
My holy land

[Interlude: Milo j & Trueno]
Tell him, Mateo
Yo, yo—, ah, yeah

[Verse 1: Trueno, Milo j & Trueno]
I am the land, the blood, the dreams, the desires, the hunger
The light in the eyes of my holy mother
Made of clay, of branches, of wind and of the footprints of flesh
The sun falls on my arms in the afternoon
If they ask who I am, I am my land
Hardened by government, by scams, by war
I am the ovenbird showing the room
Life, death, the pen and the bullets
The loneliness of the rich, the dream of the poor

The truths that the government hides from us
The lost footprints, the when and the where
No dictatorship will be able to erase my name

[Bridge: Trueno, Milo j & Trueno]
I am going To the future, and I come from the holy land
Latin America doesn’t cry, it sings
I have a sky-blue and white smile
If I raise my gaze, the moon rises
I go to the future, and I come from the holy land
Latin America doesn’t cry, it sings
I have a sky-blue and white smile
And if I raise my gaze, the moon rises

[Verse 2: Trueno, Milo j & Trueno]
My scars, my history, my fame, my glory
My sorrow for my disappeared friends, memory
Not for the banal kids, damn it, kids, youngsters
The world trembles with euphoria
I seek peace in Bolivia, in the streets of Chile
I seek Colombian aguardiente in winter
I come from the tango neighborhood and I arrive at the meridian
To erase the dividing line with my hand

[Interlude: Trueno]
Tell him, you, Milo

[Chorus: Milo j & Trueno, Both]
If they ask who I am, what I carry, where I’m going (From what?)
I’m from the Holy Land
I’m from where I was born (I’m from where I was born), where I’m going to die (I’m going to die)
From the Holy Land (Uh-huh, what?)
If they ask who I am (If they ask who I am), what I carry, where I’m going (What I carry, where I’m going)
I’m from the Holy Land
I’m from where I was born (I’m from where I was born), where I’m going to die (Where I’m going to die)
My Holy Land

[Interlude: Trueno & Milo j]
And I, I
What’s it like?

[Verse 3: Trueno, Milo j & Trueno]
I came into this world to defend my land
I am the peaceful savior in war
I will die fighting, I stand firm like a Venezuelan
I am Atacama, Guarani, Coya, Barí, and Tucano
If they want to tear down my country, we’ll rebuild it
We Indians build empires with our bare hands
I’m going to the future and I come with my brothers
From different fathers, but we don’t separate
I am the fire of the Caribbean, a Peruvian warrior
I give thanks to Brazil for the air we breathe
Sometimes I lose, sometimes I win
But it’s not in vain to die for the land I love
And if outsiders ask what my name is
My first name is “Latino” and my last name is “Americano”

[Interlude: Trueno & Milo j]
Let’s clap, Buenos Aires
Carlitos Salas is on percussion
Give it some zumba, Dude
Trueno and Milo from the ghetto, hahaha
Latin America in the—, in the house
Morón, Morón, Morón, Morón, Morón
Tell him what’s wrong, Milín

[Chorus: Trueno & Milo j, Milo j, Trueno]
If they ask who I am, what I carry, where I’m going
I’m from holy land
I’m from where I was born, where I’m going to die
My holy land
If they ask who I am (If they ask who I am), what I carry, where I’m going (What I carry, where I’m going)
I am holy land
I’m from where I was born (I’m from where I was born), where I’m going to die (Where I’m going to die)
My holy land

[Outro: Trueno & Milo j]
A big round of applause for this dude
The future of this generation
A round of applause for (??), brother
La Boca and Morón
Long live Argentina, you son of a b!tch (??)
Alright