que bailen (part. Cami)

The heart of a wounded man sounds
That does not sing or make noise
Who doesn't even know how to cry

I keep my word to my neighbor
A painful hug
It burns sky and sea

Hope is trotting along, girl
Short steps, long life
Go to your mom's house

Let them dance
Let the streets change
That they can look
You see thirst and hunger
Death in the streets
You prefer to remain silent

Let them dance (let them)
Let them dance (let them)
Let them dance (let them)

From the lungs
Drawing screams
From a people without peace
Sewing old broken and empty things
They crawl on the floor
Outwitting the one who is not there

Hope is trotting along, girl
Short steps, long life
Go to your mom's house

Let them dance
Let the streets change
That they can look
You see thirst and hunger
Death in the streets
You prefer to remain silent
You prefer to remain silent

Let them dance (let them)
Let them dance (let them)
Let them dance (let them)