El Mundo Será De Ellas - Raphael

Ellas crean en las noches paraísos

Y sostienen con amor el universo

Y a la vez no regatean el esfuerzo

Y laboran en mil frentes si es preciso

Y le arañan lo que pueden a las horas

Y se ocupan de la dieta y de sus nidos

No abandonan a sus seres mas queridos

Y aun les sobra humor y tiempo y se decoran

De ellas, el mundo será de ellas

Y todo el poder de ellas

Se nota, se siente, ya es mas que evidente

Que el mundo será de ellas

De ellas, el mundo será de ellas

La gloria será de ellas

Son diosas de hierro con manos de seda

El mundo será de ellas

Ellas siembran los talleres de alegría

Y transforman los despachos con aromas

Por cambiar el sin sentido

Tienen prisa por salir y liberarse de las sombras

No razonan el amor si se enamoran

Y se dan sin condiciones y se entregan

Pero rugen cuando el mal la atropella

Las deprecia, las golpea, las deshonra

De ellas, el mundo será de ellas

Y todo el poder de ellas

Se nota, se siente, ya es mas que evidente

Que el mundo será de ellas

De ellas, el mundo será de ellas

La gloria será de ellas

Son diosas de hierro con manos de seda

El mundo será de ellas

De ellas, el mundo será de ellas

Y todo el poder de ellas

Se nota, se siente, ya es mas que evidente

Que el mundo será de ellas

De ellas

They create paradises in the nights

And they support the universe with love

And at the same time they do not haggle over the effort

And they work on a thousand fronts if it is necessary

And they scratch what they can at hours

And they take care of the diet and their nests

They do not abandon their loved ones

And they still have plenty of humor and time and they decorate

Of them, the world will be of them

And all the power of them

It shows, it feels, it is already more than evident

That the world will be theirs

Of them, the world will be of them

The glory will be theirs

They are goddesses of iron with hands of silk

The world will be theirs

They sow the workshops of joy

And they transform the offices with aromas

For changing the nonsense

They're in a hurry to get out and free themselves from the shadows

They do not reason about love if they fall in love

And they are given without conditions and they are delivered

But they roar when evil runs her down

He depreciates them, beats them, disgraces them

Of them, the world will be of them

And all the power of them

It shows, it feels, it is already more than evident

That the world will be theirs

Of them, the world will be of them

The glory will be theirs

They are goddesses of iron with hands of silk

The world will be theirs

Of them, the world will be of them

And all the power of them

It shows, it feels, it is already more than evident

That the world will be theirs

Of them