memoirs of a gang of women who survived the calloused hands of their machismo counterparts
How do you say freedom in a language you can understand?
Freedom from a bondage foreign to my warrior heart
We are a goddess forged by hips that would break you
You with your twisted smile and your slick style
boooooy.
There is no weakness in the tears, that run,
With tiny feet
Down
The mountains of our cheeks
We are born to conquer cowards with a pucker of our lips
Your fingernails are dirty
There is no love in the words you speak, they bite they’re way,
with tiny teeth
Down
The tunnels of our hearts
boooooy.
Como se dice libertad en un idioma va a entender?