Compañeras al Compás

My neighbor goes out on the street dressed up for carnival
She wants to dance through life because things are tough at home
She sticks a sequin on her face shaped like the moon
She embroiders on her skirt the name of a deceased sister

Just like birds fly forming shapes
I saw a circle of doves form in the street

My neighbor goes out on the street dressed in black
She wants to fight through life because her grandma is struggling
She covers her face because a bomb awaits her on the street
Her mom twists in agony not knowing if she'll return

Just like birds fly forming shapes
I saw a circle of doves form in the street
The metal is so cold it never shows mercy
Some doves fall while others fly
Some doves fall while others fly

In step, comrades, in step
This is our pain and our fight
In step, comrades, in step
This is our song and our fight
In step, comrades, in step
This is our fire and our fight
In step, comrades, in step
This is our fire