Marinaleda

There's a small town, here, in the south
It holds the scent of olive and Andalusian flavor
Freedom, equality, unity, solidarity
A pain in the ass to the capital

A lifetime in the fight at the foot of the cannon
Sowing with faith the seed of a better world
When utopia becomes reality, there's nothing to say, justice, shelter, and bread

Where equality is harvested
Solidarity sprouts
The example thrives in Marinaleda
With a firm step and without looking back
You will embrace freedom
Oh oh oh
Where utopia can be touched

They say that mayor is very unique
Barefoot with gray hair and unshaven
Integrity, humility, loyalty, honesty
A pain in the ass to the capital

Water, land, and seed to achieve
A beautiful harmony in collectivity
The landowner succumbed, to a fighting town
Where there is no boss

Where equality is harvested
Solidarity sprouts
The example thrives in Marinaleda
With a firm step and without looking back
You will embrace freedom
Oh oh oh
Where utopia can be touched

No, it's not a tale
No, I'm not making it up
No, I'm not lying to you, no