Madre Déjame Luchar
Ali Primera
Mother Let Me Fight
Mother let me fight
Mother let me fight
Mother how I adore you
Because I love my people
And you taught me
To fight for them
You taught me
To share my bread
To share my love
To share my dreams
I want now
To share my arms
With the same ones
That hugged you
I want to embrace my people
Mother let me fight
Mother let me fight
You taught me
Not to kill the butterflies
Not to cut the roses
That you cultivated in your garden
I was learning little by little
To love others
For the humble
Mother let me fight
Mother let me fight
Mother let me fight
(spoken)
"And why do you remember mother
That one day a child knocked on our door
Asking for bread
And you made me give him
That old shirt
That I used to play marbles with
And if you were a good Christian
I hope you understand
That the fight for men
Is not done out of charity"
Mother let me fight
Mom let me fight
You taught me
Not to kill the butterflies
Not to cut the roses
That you cultivated in your garden
I was learning little by little
To love others
For the humble
Mother let me fight
Mother let me fight
Mom let me fight