El despertar de los pueblos de América

Que vieron que se podía ser la Revolución

Pick it up Humboldt, to the beat of the China Cat

The music is loud and the rhythm is hot

We're happy to meet you on this plane of existence

All we ask of you is that you dance for an instant

Counterclockwise

We're Sancho V., yeah! We don't get political

We might get analytical on issues that inquire

Our social persistence, an example for instance

"Respect my existence, or expect my resistance"

Counterclockwise

Spiritual yoga to awaken to chakras

Meet me at the plaza and we'll jam on the congas

Hit up all the homies and we'll sip on some kombucha

Y ahora mi gente, baila esta cumbia

Vamos a bailar la cumbia del gato de la china

Sancho Villa no platica de política

Nuestra causa son los derechos de la gente

Y raíces del estado de la mente

Un saludo pa' nuestros compas Los Dune Bums

La neta esos Dune Bums se la rifan en Norte Cali

Why am I mad?

You know, white people ask me, why am I so angry?

And you know, I don't have an answer for them

Because it'd be ridiculous for me to answer him

Because he couldn't understand anyways

Obviously because he asked me the question

In America, democracy is hypocrisy

A country who inherited the genocide of the Native American peoples

A country which participated in chattel slavery

Hoy los jóvenes de México

Hemos encendido una luz en la vía pública del país

Los jóvenes decimos, presente

Our fathers didn't have the knowledge that we have

They sat through it

We've read the books of our Revolution

We've listened to... quotations

We know where we stand

We're not gonna sit for it

Our sweat and our blood

Has fallen on this land to make other men rich

La revolución es orden

Porque ele está cansado deste estado genocida

Aqui estou parado eu para dizer

Que não mais, não mais

A-, Anti-, Anticapitaliste

A-, Anti-, Anticapitaliste

El estado opresor, es un macho violador

No justice, no peace

No justice, no peace

Pas justice, pas paix

Pas justice, pas paix

Pas justice, pas paix

Nunca más silencio

Nunca más silencio

Hands up, don't shoot

Hands up, don't shoot

Tout le monde déteste la police

Tout le monde déteste la police

Y la culpa no era mía

Ni donde estaba

Ni como vestía

I can't breathe

I can't breathe

I can't breathe

Se ve, se siente

El pueblo esta presente

Se ve, se siente

El pueblo esta presente

I've said it before, and I'll say it again

Democracy simply doesn't work

Riots do not develop out of thin air

A riot is the language of the unheard

We feel that any society, or any government, or any system

That is set up solely to profit a wealthy class

While the majority of people twirl and suffer and sell their labor power

Then that society should not stand

It should be challenged

And overthrown