Desplazados
La Pestilencia
Displaced
Supposed normal routine
What the hell are you doing here
Don't explain your reasons to me
Today we will seek justice
For your silence
For your complicit silence
Their wives and children came out
Don't shoot, gentlemen
We only work the land
And pick coffee in the mountains
They are innocent
Don't take them away, gentlemen
They flee from their farms
For a better life
Cities without remedies
Annihilate dreams
With bombs and thunder
