Flores Para Los Muertos
Nana Pancha
Flowers for the Dead
Heirs of the land ready to defend
And to fight with righteous rage against the power
500 years, we can't take it anymore
You know it’s not wrong, everything has its end...
And they’ve lost their lives
And they’ve lost their freedom
And you’ve stolen their right to work
You’ve never been able to take away their dignity
More flowers for the dead
We’ll have to harvest
It’ll be in defense of the land
On the day of your funeral!
And they’ve lost their lives
And they’ve lost their freedom
And you’ve stolen their right to work
You’ve never been able to take away their dignity
More flowers for the dead
We’ll have to harvest
It’ll be in defense of the land
On the day of your funeral!
Shout it out, it’s gonna explode! Little can be endured
Shout it out, it’s gonna explode! Everything has its end
Shout it out, it’s gonna explode! Little can be endured
Shout it out, it’s gonna explode! Everything has its end
