Intro words
You are the product of many generations
And they have that knowledge in their being
Intro Chorus
Circumstances that life brings
I think that everything can change
Never think that it is lost
I will sure come to an end
Verse 1
We are tired of political reforms.
From an intruder on the threats and statistics desk.
Defending my territory, beaches, seas that they conquer.
From foreign Poseidon’s, wholesale investments.
I get tired of the millions of a corrupt person being interviewed.
Like lies, solutions, promoting hatred in life.
Defending my traditions, my roots, my family.
The awakening of a generation after two centuries of lies.
I remember great stories with my mother my hero.
That majestic black woman for her love and her food.
Defending this Colombia, farmers, black, indigenous.
A call to my Colombia, no more victims among their leaders.
Displaced are many, they are eaten up by injustice.
Their lands and their gifts, front page of the news.
I get tired of the silence and their growing hypocrisies.
Of the immense cry of Montes de María.
I wish the country budget does not reach the mayor's office.
Sucre listen for a moment to the melody.
Interlude
Sometimes you have to stand up for yourself and say “no, one moment”.
Chorus 2x
I know that time is running out.
I seek freedom and peace of my soul.
While you die,
While it rains,
In solitude
I am trying to forget
Interlude
There is no better place to find spirituality
To find ourselves,
To find peace,
Than from mother nature.
Medicinal plants
We are herbal women, healers.
That talent has to serve the community.
Not a political cause.
Verse 2
Now I leave this legacy, defending what we have to do.
The land, our people, those who sweat.
Let's not forget our grandparents, their stories do matter.
Like an owl bird that transforms the landscape.
In my song I reveal to you the truths that today overwhelm.
They are women, on the front line, transforming this Colombia.
Here it is born, it does not die, it is a song towards glory.
Sucre, see if you can, let's not forget our history.
Chorus 2x
Circumstances that life brings
I think that everything can change
Never think that it is lost
I will sure come to an end
Outro
But if they are only going to use the headlines, the photos, the hard work to say that this is development, that is not what development is.
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