Lagrimas De Sangre

What's up, manuel?
You think you're a woman
Tired of working, and we don't have enough to eat
Take it easy, manuel, everything has its end
But when, my love, if life falters before me
Some live the good life, at the expense of others
And we in misfortune, only have dreams left
Dreams of a thousand colors that my soul wants to take
Very distant dreams that the new day will bring you
While they smile, others have to cry
Tears of blood, flowing into the sea
An uncertain sea of misery and disillusion
A captive sea, like the worker of the boss!
Worker, raise your liberating fist
Fearlessly striking the exploitative tyrant
Worker, wake up, don't miss the opportunity
To write history for a new generation!

Instruments

Farewell, manuel
I will never forget you
Flowers on your grave
Placed by your woman
Take it easy, manuel, everything has its end
That murderous baton lies next to you!
Tears of blood... tears of blood
Tears of blood... tears of blood
Worker, raise (tears of blood) your liberating fist
Fearlessly striking (tears of blood) the exploitative tyrant
Worker, wake up (tears of blood), don't miss the opportunity to write history (tears of blood) for a new generation!