A hymn to never winning,
So we won't ever succeed by making war
Which destroys
Every reason that we could have for fighting.
Allow me, thus, to sing
This hymn to never winning!
We can only be if all of you are alive,
We can only own life if we can share it!
For we have no use
For life within death;
For peace under fear...
Allow me, thus, to sing
This hymn to never winning!
A hymn that is a prayer
For those children who must forgive us
And save us.
For the women who, for our sake, must give birth
To a future filled with peace,
To a tomorrow where winning isn't necessary.
We are nothing if we are not with all of you...
Because we don't exist if you are not with us!
We must learn about the difficult and fragile
Space of our coexistence,
Where all of us can sing
A hymn to never winning!
A hymn that can be a canticle
In which all languages will blend,
For they allow us to utter the magical sound
Of the verb 'to love':
Allow me, thus, to sing
This hymn to never winning!
Having different skin colours and languages,
You enrich us whenever you are not like us...
We give into diversity,
We share distinctiveness
And we want the universe so we can share destiny:
We don't need and we don't want to win!
A hymn to never winning...