Carlos Libo - A Voz do Povo

The Voice of the People
When will all this life of unrest end,
This anguish, this fear, this life in fright
Fringed nerves
I have a bad feeling
Eating me up inside, setting my soul in mourning
But we can turn the tide
O-i-o-ai (yes, we can)
And the voice of the people is the will of God, sing
They won't pass, they won't pass, they won't pass (encore)
So much anxiety, so many sleepless nights,
Living like this is not living, but singing I resist
And I don't shut up and I don't give up
Whoever turned my life into this will be made to pay for it
Because we're going to turn the tide
O-i-o-ai (yes, we can)
And the voice of the people is God's will, shout
They won't pass, they won't pass, they won't pass (encore)
Ears on alert, eyes fixed on the mountain
Everyone is on the war path , the Farmer is a soldier
And I ask how this happened
What have we done to God to have to put up with the Devil
But we can turn the tide
O-i-o-ai (yes, we can)
And the voice of the people is God's will, shout
They won't pass, they won't pass, they won't pass (encore)