Notre Jour Viendra
Brigada Flores Magón
Our Day Will Come
On the gray walls, the same cries echo
Survive or die, misery bleeds
Not a shadow of a chance
Oh! my god, so many reprimands
Tchuki ar la
Our day will come
No other choice but to live below
Pleasures, joys, didn't withstand the cold
The word equality is erased forever
It's been centuries and decades
That this world has lived like this
In the reign of silence
Of oblivion and contempt
It's been centuries and decades
That others resist like this
In the daily routine of indifference
For the right to exist
