Vil guerra civil

Durruti dies from a shot in the back
It wasn't lead, it was a silver bullet attack
After the war, before the revolution
Don't get it wrong, in Spain there's only two solutions

In war, before being a thousand, you must be vile
Civil war
Learn, comrade, to be vile in the civil war

Pray to God but also wield the hammer
And just in case, join the choir and clamor
Leave the churches alone, don't harass
Go after them, that's how we'll surpass

In war, before being a thousand, you must be vile
Civil war
Learn, comrade, to be vile in the civil war

You don't get it, you don't get it
Where the shots hit, in the legs, admit
First and foremost, win the war
Only then, we can make the revolution soar

In the sky, the lightning is black
The thunderbird's arrival, a fierce attack
We'll die slowly, in pain and strife
If it's for the triumph of the confederation's life