https://suno.com/song/d796eac1-7fb3-44da-9917-f8473e1ada73
(VERSE 1)
From the south our voice comes out,
like a cry to our beautiful island.
They have poisoned it on the sandy beaches.
On the twentieth of July this year,
the slaves will sing of freedom,
which the tyrant has locked up deep.
(VERSE 2)
On the rock of Rome, Aphrodite,
spreads a net over her hair,
to mourn her missing ones.
And the dragoons break the jugs,
roll down to the sea from their eyes,
tears that she had left in the plain.
(CHORUS)
My swallow, if you want to fly,
change your black coat.
Because he has trapped you wet
and the god you see will be angry
and you will be wounded for life.
(VERSE 3)
From the nest that is always decorated,
to a homeland that is wounded,
fly and sing as before.
Of your history of betrayal,
of refuge, now, bloodied,
light the lights of your ancestors.
(VERSE 4)
Two doves have flown,
one of rags, the other of silk,
into the vast calm of the sea
They are looking for grain to satisfy their hunger,
they believe in begging if they linger,
they will remain faithful to History.
(CHORUS)
My swallow, if you want to fly,
change your black coat.
Because it has trapped you wet
and the god you see will be angry
and you will be wounded for life.
(VERSE 5)
But oblivion is deceitful and cunning,
it lurks with whispers on the shoulders
and prosperity rots the foundations
In the churches of the island the chanters,
the drunkards and suspicious rascals,
slowly burn the sayings in the gospels.
(CHORUS)
My swallow, if you want to fly,
change your black coat.
Because it has trapped you wet
and the god you see will be angry
and you will be wounded for life.
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