Pirata Colón

They came on some ships
With trading cards from the old world,
Five hundred years ago
Life suffered a great disdain.

Life over in Europe
Is very golden, they told me
All that stolen shine
Is pure American gold.

And the years go by
And how those empires change
We always from below
With our hearts resisting.

Watch out, Colon pirate,
For the Race of the Sun is awakening.
Watch out, Colon pirate,
For the Race of the Sun is awakening
(it's already waking up, it's already awakened...)

I listen to Mother Earth
I'm understanding the whole story,
Strong Roots are found
Digging deep into Memory.