América Si

America financed the development of Europe
With our money and our gold
Bolivia financed the rebirth
With its riches and millions of dead Indians

America had no defenses
Against looting and gunpowder
Under Europe's new laws
The lands belong to the invaders

In the name of god, you submit or you die
'Indian without a soul' said the holy church
I'd rather die and go to hell
Than ever meet a Christian again

And from this place, and from this place
They took everything, even freedom
And in this place, and in this place
Many don't care about history

Dark centuries tear me apart, tear my voice apart
They destroyed our cultures, imposed their god
Their descendants cleanse their consciences with charity
And endorse a system full of inequality

Indians, mestizos, zambos, blacks, and mulattos
We all remain outside the system
That marginalizes us from what's left
Education, health, and our beautiful land

And this place, and this place
Has so much land, has so much sea
And this place, and this place
Can feed so many children