Tierra Libre
Aztra
Free Land
Free land
While my children
Are starving
A killer rules us
But my people take to the streets
Grab their weapons and fight
People run
Bullets fly
The boar seeks its prey
Didn't expect a hood
Would start a fight
Violence outside
Violence inside
In this crappy society
Their filthy press always lies to us
Tells us no to violence
But what do they expect
We're fed up
Of seeing their damn great patience
We want weapons
Against their war
To end their ignorance
My fury has grown
My land is witness
I have chosen this red path
My mother is tired
Of being a slave
She too has chosen this red path
And violence
Is not that we like
Or taking others' lives
But history has shown
That with words nothing comes
And if it's our fate
To offer our own blood
To our land
So be it
She was free
Her freedom she will have
