You betrayed the ideal of the revolution, And it isn't that anyone got scared. It's calmer to live without lectures and scolding.

You betrayed the ideal of the revolution, And it isn't that anyone got scared. It's calmer to live without lectures and scolding. Etching out the memory, they scattered into their burrows. No barricades were raised, No independence was proclaimed. They only quietly acknowledged The demands of family and morals. You can go to Catalonia. Strange events there. And the people seem well-fed, But in an instant they lost their harmony. Apparently it quietly gnaws at them, The search for the self: dogged and wild.