We can't forgot Chenaló ,
Because forgoting it, will be, like kiilling them again.
MERCENARIES OF DEATH
MERCENARIOS DE LA MUERTE
The 22nd
December 1997 is a sad, bitter, dark day... for the memory of the
people, of Mexico, of the world. That day an action took place,
so cruel and savage that no words can describe it. Desolation,
impotence, the rage, it was the same sound of history, with the
same echo of pain.
¿
What has been done to punish
Those who decided this crime?
NOTHING, NOTHING.
And to disarm, dismantle and
condemn
The paramilitaries?
NOTHING, NOTHING.
45
deaths was the balance this time,
45 deaths -slaughtered!
I
remember blood and hysteria,
The tears shed on the earth.
I remember blood and hysteria,
The tears shed on the earth.
The cries for help, fear, pain,
Impotence, rage, despair.
Traders
of death ......Paramilitaries.
Mercenaries of pain ....Paramilitaries.
Traders of death ........Paramilitaries.
Mercenaries of terror ....Paramilitaries.
That
day: you erased the stars,
That day: everything died,
That day: life lost its colour,
That day: daylight got dark.
I remember blood and hysteria,
Traders
of death ......Paramilitaries.
Mercenaries of pain ....Paramilitaries.
Traders of death ........Paramilitaries.
Mercenaries of terror ....Paramilitaries.
What
has been done
for this not to happen any more?
NOTHING, NOTHING.
What
has been done
for justice and peace in Chiapas?
NOTHING, NOTHING.
We can't forgot Chenaló ,
Because forgoting it, will be, like kiilling them again.
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