You tell us that we must sit down
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But ideas can only lift us up
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Walk, travel, not give up nor go back
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Come and learn how straw absorbs
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Nobody over everyone, if any are missing we all add up
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Everything is for everyone, everyone is for us
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We dream big, that the empire may fall
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We shout it loud, there's no other remedy
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This isn't utopia, it's joyful rebellion of dance
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Of those who are surplus, of the dance that exists today
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Rise up to say that's enough
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Neither Africa nor Latin America is up for auction
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A barrio with helmets and a pencil to stomp on the fiasco
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To spark an earthquake in this puddle
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All the silent, all the subdued, all the invisible
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Nigeria, Bolivia, Chile, Guatemala, Puerto Rico and Tunisia
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Algeria, Venezuela, Guatemala, Nicaragua, Mozambique, and Costa Rica
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Cameroon, Congo, Somalia, Mexico, Dominican Republic, Tanzania
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Yankees out of Latin America, French, English and Dutch
I want you free, Palestine
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All the silent, all the subdued, all the invisible
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Plunder, trampling, colonization, a thousand times we'll win
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From the sky to the ground and from the ground to the sky we go, za za za
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White song go back to your people
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We don't fear you, we have life and fire
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Fire in our hands, fire in our eyes
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We have so much life and this red-colored strength
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Little girl María doesn't want your punishment
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She'll free herself with the Palestinian soil
We are Africans, Latin Americans
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We are this South and we join our hands
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All the silent, all the subdued, all the invisible