Nunca Máis

The sun rises and in the bay
Everything's the same color.
Death's black is staining
The sweat on our brows:
Desolation.

In the harbor, the nets
Are left without work,
With no arguments left,
In those eyes, hope's gone.

I never get tired of dreaming
That when the sun comes up
The beach will be clean.
And I turn off my TV
Because of all the pain
It just won't stop crying.

Never again, never again, never again.
The scoundrel tide of the sea pirates.

And the old folks around here
Say that this place
Has seen it all before.
They say today the sea cried
Black tears of loneliness.