| The winds sound in the Grand Canyon, they see the ships arrive from afar
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| Where one day the rivers ruled, today terror has overcome love
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| In their shot-up schools, only the screams of children are heard
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| Long live the Navajo, brave archer
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| Teach death your teeth
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| And in this land, where we lift stones
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| From the ocean to the mountains, rock sounds, cumbia sounds, and guaguancó sounds
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| And in that jungle, they see Indians and dangers throughout the world, they continue to be
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| Cowboys
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| The trip is long and while on its streets it crosses a wet back without brakes
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| Freedom locked in statues televising the miracle of ice
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| And another star that goes out
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| They have hijacked the future with nights of stray bullets
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| From fifth avenue to fame, sowing the world with flames
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| And in this land, where we lift stones
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| From the ocean to the mountains, rock sounds, cumbia sounds, and guaguancó sounds
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| And in that jungle, they see Indians and dangers throughout the world, they continue to be
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| Cowboys
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| From a winning horse, son, here is your weapon
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| Go and defend your nation from the stars and stripes
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| From a winning horse, son, here is your weapon
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| Go and defend your nation from the stars and stripes
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| Here came La Raíz with her message from her directly from her to the marrow and makes you dance with her
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| decolonial rhythm
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| I think therefore I am white man, you imposed your labyrinth on the world
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| Tattooed on pale face skin, solipsism, plunder and genocide
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| The Indian who feels in a world of madmen, knows how to dance at the stake like
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| few
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| There's nothing left to celebrate
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| there is nothing to celebrate
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| The Indian who feels in a world of madmen, knows how to dance at the stake like
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| few
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| There's nothing left to celebrate
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| there is nothing to celebrate
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| Winner… Your Nation
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| Winner… Son here is your weapon
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| Your Nation… Of the Stars and Stripes
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| From a winning horse, son, here is your weapon
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| Go and defend your nation from the stars and stripes
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| From a winning horse, son, here is your weapon
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| Go and defend your nation from the stars and stripes
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| From a winning horse, son, here is your weapon
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| Go and defend your nation from the stars and stripes
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| From a winning horse, son, here is your weapon
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| Go and defend your nation from the stars and stripes |