Translation of the song lyrics El Mundo Será De Ellas - Raphael

El Mundo Será De Ellas (original)

Ellas crean en las noches paraísos
Y sostienen con amor el universo
Y a la vez no regatean el esfuerzo
Y laboran en mil frentes si es preciso
Y le arañan lo que pueden a las horas
Y se ocupan de la dieta y de sus nidos
No abandonan a sus seres mas queridos
Y aun les sobra humor y tiempo y se decoran
De ellas, el mundo será de ellas
Y todo el poder de ellas
Se nota, se siente, ya es mas que evidente
Que el mundo será de ellas
De ellas, el mundo será de ellas
La gloria será de ellas
Son diosas de hierro con manos de seda
El mundo será de ellas
Ellas siembran los talleres de alegría
Y transforman los despachos con aromas
Por cambiar el sin sentido
Tienen prisa por salir y liberarse de las sombras
No razonan el amor si se enamoran
Y se dan sin condiciones y se entregan
Pero rugen cuando el mal la atropella
Las deprecia, las golpea, las deshonra
De ellas, el mundo será de ellas
Y todo el poder de ellas
Se nota, se siente, ya es mas que evidente
Que el mundo será de ellas
De ellas, el mundo será de ellas
La gloria será de ellas
Son diosas de hierro con manos de seda
El mundo será de ellas
De ellas, el mundo será de ellas
Y todo el poder de ellas
Se nota, se siente, ya es mas que evidente
Que el mundo será de ellas
De ellas

(translation)

They create paradises in the nights
And they support the universe with love
And at the same time they do not haggle over the effort
And they work on a thousand fronts if it is necessary
And they scratch what they can at hours
And they take care of the diet and their nests
They do not abandon their loved ones
And they still have plenty of humor and time and they decorate
Of them, the world will be of them
And all the power of them
It shows, it feels, it is already more than evident
That the world will be theirs
Of them, the world will be of them
The glory will be theirs
They are goddesses of iron with hands of silk
The world will be theirs
They sow the workshops of joy
And they transform the offices with aromas
For changing the nonsense
They're in a hurry to get out and free themselves from the shadows
They do not reason about love if they fall in love
And they are given without conditions and they are delivered
But they roar when evil runs her down
He depreciates them, beats them, disgraces them
Of them, the world will be of them
And all the power of them
It shows, it feels, it is already more than evident
That the world will be theirs
Of them, the world will be of them
The glory will be theirs
They are goddesses of iron with hands of silk
The world will be theirs
Of them, the world will be of them
And all the power of them
It shows, it feels, it is already more than evident
That the world will be theirs
Of them