Remember

Compañera, be careful,
don’t let yourself be fooled
by those that for centuries
have only made you weep.
Remember. Do you remember?

Remeber the wash-tub
full of clothes that you must scrub,
work on clothes of others
that your back has had to bear.
Do you remember? Do you remember?

For now the time has come,
the time when you’ll decide
that your place is with the people,
with the master never more.

Remember when your man
who was in El Salvador
was massacred with bullets?
Remember Puerto Montt?
Do you remember? Do you remember?

Remember the look
that the child had in his eyes
on receiving the milk
that the people gave him.
Do you remember? Do you remember?