Legião Urbana
Factory
Our day will come,
We will have our turn.
It's not too much to ask:
I want justice,< br/>I want to work in peace.
It's not much I ask of you --
I want honest work
Instead of slavery.
You must there is some place
Where the strongest
Cannot enslave
Who has no chance.
Where does indifference come from
Tempered by iron and fire?
Who guards the factory gates?
The sky was once blue, but now it is gray
And what was green here no longer exists .
I wish I could believe
That nothing happens from playing with fire so much.
Let the fire come then.
That air made my eyes tired,
/>Nothing much.