"Podemos passar o dia a falar de guerras, cocktails molotov e revolução mas senão nos organizarmos desperdiçaremos as nossas vidas com canções sem sentido. Uma vida plena espera ser conquistada. O dia em que os patrões uivem. O dia em que o sonho se faça realidade. Deixa o romantismo. Mais quantas acusações contra nós para nos aniquilarem? Todos temos que o construir. Sindicaliza-te! Responde-lhes! Stop! Greve!"
The first thing that needs to be said
Is hatred's all very well
But hatred must be organised
If dreams are to be realised
And anger is no substitute
For disciplined rebellion
To unionise is to organise
Unionise!
Fight back!
Unionise!
Stop! Strike!
Unionise!
Well all this talk of fighting back
Is talk to be ignored
If we don't know where our power lies
And utilize the tools we've got
The bosses have the money
And the workers have no rights
But our muscle is our labour
And we flex it when we go on strike
Unionise!
Fight back!
Unionise!
Stop! Strike!
Unionise!
We can talk of riots and petrol bombs
And revolutions all day long
But if we fail to organise
We'll waste our lives on protest songs
A life worth living is waiting to be won, sure
The day the bosses fall
The day the dream has come
But stop romanticising
Hollow talk is just a curse
The revolution won't appear
We all have to build for it first
Unionise!
Fight back!
Unionise!
Stop! Strike!
Unionise!
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