Tekst piosenki:
Lurking enemies in a barricade
Made with the sweat from our ideals
That was hard, but it needed to be made
For the enemy troops comes with hate
Shot after shot, conquer barcelona
Franco wants us dead
Fear runs up the spine
We are Hungry and with few bread
But we never
tire of battle
Only then we can conquer
our utopia
Everything is improvised,
less the certain that
a life without freedom
is not a life