América latina ¡¡¡libre!!!

LATIN AMERICA FREE!!!

Peruvian brother, Colombian brother,
Cuban brother who with your blood made the revolution.
Bolivian brother, Mexican brother,
Chilean brother, rivers of blood spilled by the dictator.
I love you, Nicaragua, I love you, Salvador,
I love you, Guatemala, I love you a lot.
I love you, Nicaragua, I love you, Salvador,
I love you, Guatemala, I love you a lot. (repeat)
Mama, boom boom boom.
Mama, mommy, boom boom boom.
Dance it, baby, this tasty little rhythm.
Dance it, baby, until the sun comes up.
Dance it, baby, this tasty little rhythm.
Dance it, baby, until the sun comes up. (repeat)
There is pain in Latin America,
the cry of a whole people for freedom.
Poverty created the insurgents
who die in the mountains for freedom.
Enduring fake democracies,
dictatorships that deprive them of their freedom,
subjected to Yankee imperialism,
to the power of the dollar.

GET OUT, let them work their land.
GET OUT, don't steal their riches.
GET OUT, let them work their land.
GET OUT, imperialist Yankees.
Mama, boom boom boom...
Dance it, baby, this tasty little rhythm... (repeat)
Sleep, my little black girl, and dream of freedom.
Sleep, my little black girl, and dream of peace. (repeat)
At the end of the road, victory.
The wounds heal with freedom.
Violence is called economy
that destroys their culture, their freedom.
Centenaries, cursed vultures.
Above money is freedom.
Repression in Latin America.
Gringos, UNTIL WHEN?
GET OUT, let them work their land...
Latin America, I love you a lot.
Latin America, I love you a lot. (repeat)
Ecuador, Argentina, Panama, Venezuela, Mexico, Haiti, Uruguay,
Honduras, Paraguay, Costa Rica, Dominican Republic,
Brazil, LATIN AMERICA FREE!!!

TO THE NOUGAT

We have arrived in Murcia, we have to play.
Next door, in Cartagena, there's some hash that's amazing.
We take inventory, how much do you want to get?
I know a buddy who's not too bad.
We trip on the way back to the hotel.
It's been a quarter kilo and already two or three are rolling.
Colorful lights on the road.
Damn, what a high! Watch out for the cops!
Get the car papers and documentation.
Get out one by one slowly and hands on the hood.
What's that? What's that?
That smell is a bit of incense.
What's that? What's that?
That brown thing, a nougat bar. (repeat)
They took our stuff, it weighed a quarter kilo.
They took our tobacco and the rolling paper book.
But the most curious thing, they didn't arrest us.
The forces of the state screwed us over.
Get the car papers and documentation...
What's that? What's that?... (repeat)
Police repression distorts your freedom.
On top of paying them, they abuse their authority.
What's that? What's that?... (repeat)