Solta El Pañuelo Verde

Let go of the green handkerchief
Don't talk to me about hope
If you're brewing your own revenge
Against your own womb
Drying up your own source
This isn't revolution
This is death

Woman, wake up
And shout, all your truth
Woman, forgive
And embrace, uuh

Let go of the green handkerchief
That's not freedom
It's a maximum security prison
The guilt that will stay with you
When you kill your own race

The new church that's out of control
The machinery of death is religion
If there are those responsible, they need to stand up
Kneeling down asking for forgiveness

It's gonna fall, yeah, it's gonna fall
The religious system will fall
And the light of truth will stand tall
This isn't a color, it's a cross and it's freedom

It's not sky blue
Freedom
I don't lean towards a color
My homeland is celestial
So many flags exist
That manage to divide
Divisions don't bring peace

Boom boom rakata
I've dropped the bomb, let it be clear
This message is nothing personal
I love you, woman
I want to see you well
Fighting with conviction

This isn't a clandestine message
This is a message with a destination
Clandestine or not clandestine
I'm not in favor of death

Woman, wake up
And shout, all your truth
Woman, forgive
Your freedom is here

Woman, wake up
And shout, all your truth
Woman, forgive
Your freedom is here