"Liberada" lyrics

"Liberada"

The streets are empty, but your voice echoes from town to town
They tried to silence you, but the waves keep reaching out and out

Que sepa mi gente
Que esta noche hay fiesta
Mi tío cumple ochenta
Y trae fuego en la cadera

A todas las mujeres
Les regalamos flores
Con timba rebajada
Hay que gozar, señores

The night is heavy with rain, sorrow and song
You were the spark that lit the flame and carried us on and on

Que sepa mi gente
Que esta noche hay fiesta
Mi tío cumple ochenta
Y trae fuego en la cadera

A todas las mujeres
Les regalamos flores
Con timba rebajada
Hay que gozar, señores

Some came to sing night after night
Waiting for years, hungry for rights
They'd rather fight than be another voice long forgotten

Que sepa mi gente (Mi gente)
Que esta noche hay fiesta (Hay fiesta)
Mi tío cumple ochenta (Ochenta)
Y trae fuego en la cadera

A todas las mujeres (Mujeres)
Les regalamos flores (Las flores)
Con timba rebajada (Rebajada)
Hay que gozar, señores

A todas las mujeres (Mujeres)
Les regalamos flores (Las flores)
Con timba rebajada (Rebajada)
Hay que gozar, señores

Mujeres
Las flores
Rebajada


Writer(s): John Convertino, Joseph G Burns, Sergio Mendoza
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