Mariposas

Fly butterfly,
Fly.
Give us back the strength to fight.
Fifty years have gone by
And I still don’t know who I am.

Fly butterfly,
Fly.
Give us back the will to protest
Let the children rise up,
Make a riot of one voice.

Fly butterfly,
Fly.
Let us feel the gust of justice
Fold our fears in a drawer
Let the strangers dread no longer.

Fly butterfly,
Fly.
Come what may
Let us rise
Keep our eyes open wide.