Como La Cigarra

I've been trying to memorize the spanish poem, "Como La Cigarra," by María Elena Walsh, for Spanish class. I'm supposed to be able to memorize, pronounce, and present the poem by memory. It's very difficult for me considering I can barely remember things in English, let alone Spanish! But the gods smiled upon me today and I got an extra weekend before I have to recite it for the test. Thank goodness for my good friend that kindly sent me the "song" so I can listen to it over and over until I get it, at least mostly, memorized! I've been so lucky today! Anyways, it's a poem about someone that had survived a war and feels loved one day and isolated the next. He feels grateful to be alive one day, and lonely the next. In Spanish the poem is:

In English, the poem says something like this: 

So many times I killed

I died many times

But I'm here

resurrected.

I give thanks to the misfortune

and handy with a knife

Because they killed me so bad

and continued singing.

So many times I wiped out

many disappeared

My own funeral I

alone and crying.

I made a knot to

but I forgot after

that it was the last time

and came back singing.

So many times you killed

many resurrected

spend many nights

desperate.

When the wreck

and the dark

someone will rescue

to go singing.

Singing in the sun like the cicada

after a year underground

as survivor

returning from the war.