vándalo

To all the fallen, to the detained, to those who resist standing
To all my brothers who have never been silent, who have not been defeated
Those who have been humiliated, those who have been beaten by security forces
those who have always known that there is something fishy in this global system

Vandal, they call you a vandal, social danger, vandal
rebellious insurgent, ready for battle

To those who give their all, to those who have never been able to understand
how all the power fell into the greed trap
To the insurgents who demand social justice against the current
And I don't care where they are from, there is no distance, there are no borders
to a strong conscience nothing can stop

It will come, it will come, it will come, the balance will be restored
It will come, it will come, it will come

Ah, Ah, Ah, the fold is our gallows

Alarm, neoliberalism is famine, death, and terrorism
Alarm, neoliberalism, get ready

For the oppressed, the disadvantaged, those left to die
their swollen bellies, death in their faces for mercantile interest
And now you must meditate, who is the real vandal?
State terrorism, opulent and armed, decides who should live

Vandal, they call you a vandal, social danger, vandal
rebellious insurgent, things are not changed from your armchair

It will come, it will come, it will come, the balance will be restored
It will come, it will come, the day of victory

Ah, Ah, Ah, the fold is our gallows
Alarm, neoliberalism is famine, death, and terrorism
Alarm, neoliberalism, get ready.