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Introdução: Am G Am Am G F D2 G F Am Am G Am Am G Am Am G F D2 G F Am Am G Am
Am G Am
A flower shall grow where a peasant's blood flows
Am G Am
Our lives they have taken all the seeds they have sown
D Dm
Rise up from the soil, that we till
D Dm
Rise up from the soil, that they owe
Am G Am
We are the black rose
Am G F
Let no one doubt our course
D2 G F Am
Rise up and let them feel our thorns
Am G Am
And freedom will be ours
Am G Am
We are the black thorned rose
Am G F
Singing songs for the unsung
D2 G F Am
Rise up and let them hear our roar
Am G Am
The lowborns' day has come
Am G Am
For each rose they cut down another will grow
Am G Am
'Til the land is covered with petals like snow
D Dm
No light in your castles, no light in your gold
D Dm
Our fight is undying, our truth will be told
Am G Am
We are the black rose
Am G F
Let no one doubt our course
D2 G F Am
Rise up and let them feel our thorns
Am G Am
And freedom will be ours
Am G Am
We are the black thorned rose
Am G F
Singing songs for the unsung
D2 G F Am
Rise up and let them hear our roar
Am G Am
The lowborns' day has come