Original lyrics

EN

Car horns and rumba music Through the city´s broken heart Is this the devil´s own back yard It was fourty years ago That the gangster he fell To a rag bag of men The world remembers well Happy Birthday Revolution I´m standing here Watching the world Fall apart Our leader he was young Galant and divine It was the age of blood and romance They shot him in Bolivia No tear did we cry For how many men Can chose the way that they die Happy Birthday Revolution I´m standing here Watching the world Fall apart We paint him on buildings With sadness in our eyes If we suffer hungry days We call it sacrifice Some say his dream is full of holes We have dignity and pride We have independence Or is it just a yankee lie Happy Birthday Revolution I´m standing here Watching the world Fall apart