Cultura Profetica somos muchos

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Listen to my song, remember not to forget walking towards clarity! (x2)
They had always told us the story backwards,
they lie to us without permission
and how dare they violate our entire memory
anxious to manipulate.
Creating treaties full of illegality
they display their dishes,
and their colonial banquet bleeding your people dry
drying it to the roots.
It's not true! that all of us are few
it is not true! that we are small
the truth is that they squeeze us little by little
our true history demands a cry...
We must restructure, look, there is nothing more to talk about
we are the people who leave their mark,
we have to evolve, look there is no turning back
we are the people who leave their mark...
Listen to my song, remember not to forget
walking to the clarity! (x2)
Time passing as if nothing were happening
forgetfulness like a vice
and those charlatans playing,
without sinking with us
wake up and give yourself respect.
Thus with awareness of my spirituality
healing myself,
building well and acting on the tribe
from the force of love.
It is not true! that all of us are few
it is not true! That we are tiny
the truth is that they squeeze us little by little
our true history demands a cry!! (x2)

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