Fábrica [English translation]

Our day will come

We will have our time

There is no such thing as asking too much:

I want justice

I want to work in peace

What I am asking you is not much:

I want an honest job

Instead of slavery

There must be someplace

Where the strongest man

Cannot enslave

Those who don't have a chance

Whence comes the indifference?

Where from?

Who guards the doors of the factory?

The sky has been blue, but not it is gray

That which was green here does not exist anymore

I whish I could believe

That nothing happens

After so much playing with fire

May the fire come, then

This air has left my eyes tired

Nothing more