| You’ve cried for so long
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| And your tears don’t come out anymore
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| You know where I come from
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| And that’s something I’ll never forget
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| Take away the pain and the fear
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| Those that put you down for hundrets of years
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| Humiliation must never come back
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| 'cause a new generation will strike back
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| Heads up! |
| Don’t decay!
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| Don’t stop until our world is changed
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| Heads up! |
| Ain’t no shame
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| Let’s make it stop!
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| You’ve screamed for so long
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| Inside a storm, the winds from
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| Faraway brought so your voice kept strong
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| While they raped our land without an end
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| So come and show them your face
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| And tell them now: We won’t put our heads
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| Down again! |
| No one will ever buy
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| Or sell our fate, our pride or our lifes again!
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| A new order awaits
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| A new world awaits
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| A place for dreams will become true
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| Latin America is our land
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| Our past is present
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| We will defend our roots, our rights
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| Our land, no matter what it takes
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| We’re looking for something
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| Something to believe
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| Insurrection
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| We believe in a better tomorrow
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| Where we all can believe
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| Insurrection
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| Wake up brother — this isn’t over yet!
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| Let’s write our history with our bloody hands
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| 'cause heads of state didn’t hear demands
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| They’ve served themselves and they’ve stolen
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| All they could, they’ve bitten the hand
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| That fed them their way through |