In the depths of the waters the scum lies
resting in impetuous anarchy
but the lands cannot breathe purified
for venom still obstructs arteries.
A nation of a left-wing consciousness
and of a will of nothingness arises
unjust throats claiming in deceit and forgetfulness
for secret hands have blinded the eyes.
A weak liar democracy muzzling the voice of one side
new generations thrown into eternal rancor
just bars and hate to the bold defenders of the State
an ungrateful scorn to the victors of the land.
Now a young anger grows at this mass media activism
it is time to illuminate with fire the wicked lies
time to reivindicate the spurned leaders of the past
time to make the right bell roar again.
Thirty thousand - I laugh at them
thirty thousand - I laugh at HIJOS
thirty thousand - I laugh at the Mothers
thirty thousand - I laugh at them.
resting in impetuous anarchy
but the lands cannot breathe purified
for venom still obstructs arteries.
A nation of a left-wing consciousness
and of a will of nothingness arises
unjust throats claiming in deceit and forgetfulness
for secret hands have blinded the eyes.
A weak liar democracy muzzling the voice of one side
new generations thrown into eternal rancor
just bars and hate to the bold defenders of the State
an ungrateful scorn to the victors of the land.
Now a young anger grows at this mass media activism
it is time to illuminate with fire the wicked lies
time to reivindicate the spurned leaders of the past
time to make the right bell roar again.
Thirty thousand - I laugh at them
thirty thousand - I laugh at HIJOS
thirty thousand - I laugh at the Mothers
thirty thousand - I laugh at them.