Las Obreras
Illapu
The Workers
The day I die
like the stars
joy will end
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
The jungles will be in mourning
like the stars
closed the general store
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
Like the stars
Beautiful and lovely
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
If I knew that by singing
like the stars
I would find some relief
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
From night to morning
like the stars
I would wake up singing
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
Like the stars
Beautiful and lovely
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
how happy the workers are
dance with them.
