Les criades [English translation]

We have the joy to see,

we have the luck to be here.

We want to reach further,

we know that the way won't be easy.

We guard all our strength

because when the day arrives

we'll have weapons prepared and sharpened for the fight

We will never sew your buttons again

Nor the bottom seam of your pants

But attencion! We don't want the needles anymore

which have made our hands so hard from offering everyone our nightmares

And from stabbing them in the guts!

We have the bad luck of being brave,

we have the hands, we have the breasts.

We want what has always been our shout

to resound in every place

We reserve the eagerness to laugh

because tears don't make us sad

we'll have weapons prepared and sharpened for the fight

We will never sew your buttons again

Nor the bottom seam of your pants

But attencion! We don't want the needles anymore

which have made our hands so hard from offering everyone our nightmares

And from stabbing them in the guts!

Listen carefully to this cry which now resounds

on white walls, we're writing the good news.

Don't suffer, grandmothers and mothers, we will sing your song

Made so that everyone can hear the great pain of your crying

We'll break the crockery, we'll tear the sheets,

now the maids seize that Mr. Ramon.

Don't suffer, grandmothers and mothers, we will sing your song

and with a proclamation of love we will make an entirely new world

Mr. Ramon won't seize the maids anymore!

We will never sew your buttons again

Nor the bottom seam of your pants

But attencion! We don't want the needles anymore

which have made our hands so hard from offering everyone our nightmares

And from stabbing them in the guts!

We will never sew your buttons again

Nor the bottom seam of your pants

But attencion! We don't want the needles anymore

which have made our hands so hard from offering everyone our nightmares

And from stabbing them in the guts!

• Artist:Roba Estesa
• Album:Descalces