Sometimes I feel my heart and strenght going down
Sometimes I feel my power and blood going out
Sometimes I feel my fears going up in my veins
Sometimes I feel my tongue as a rope in my neck
Sometimes I feel my eyes as hurting lies
Sometimes I feel my dreams as a heavy stones
Sometimes I feel my throat as bledding blades
Sometimes I feel my fingers as mortal knifes
Just to burn
Who we are?
Where we will go?
We are our own force
Come with us
Hear the voices of our ancestors
who are calling our names
to build our home once again
The war begins
so let’s go, for their hearts
With happiness and pride
we offer the blood To the earth
And I eat the fresh meat of this virgiiiiiiiiin
I can smell the honor in this land
We have to know our true history
And with our screams and chants
Our civilization must rise again
Now with their hearts in my hand
I offered them to the sun