Cumbia Feminista

I leave my house feeling harassed
Walking through the subway feeling watched
Hey hot stuff, you look tight!
Come a little closer
Come have fun

I feel them looking at me, touching me, yelling at me
Singing to me, whistling at me
This is not living
I go out on the street with a knife
Walking through the subway with keys clenched

Pepper spray ready for me to be able to live
Afraid of not feeling
I can perceive that you want to follow me
I won't get out of this

We're not going to be silent, we're not going to stop
The state will tremble
The streets will be free
Because what's done, is done
We're not going to forget

Can't you see that I will keep fighting
Take your rosaries out of my ovaries

Rich and millenary dictator robot
I add up in the streets while you get rich

We're not going to be chess pieces
Your game is upside down
It's wrong that you don't see it
We're going to change it
This can't last
We're going to throw it away
Your patriarchal game

We're not afraid anymore
Now we have power
We have the fire
With nothing to lose

The same fire you used to burn witches
You washed your hands of blood
The cavalry has arrived
It came to banish you

Dressed without fear
With the marks you left