Que emane [English translation]

Let it flow, like blood.

Let it flow, flow, flow,

let it run, let it pour,

let it rise, let it gush

as blood flows from an open wound,

as the punishment Eve received,

that affects every kind of woman.

Let it flow, like blood.

Let it flow, flow, flow,

let it run, let it pour,

let it rise, let it gush

as when we weep and tears turn into rivers,

that flows into the forgotten sea,

where pain and screams drown.

Let terror flow,

disdain, resentment,

every harassment, every grief.

Let sweat flow,

every humiliation,

revenge, sorrow,

and so many fears.

Let it flow, like blood.

Let it flow, flow, flow,

let it run, let it pour,

let it rise, let it gush

like the body of a newborn flows,

that merges to his mother through screams,

against the misery planned by fate.

Let terror flow,

disdain, resentment,

every harassment, every grief.

Let sweat flow,

every humiliation,

revenge, sorrow,

and so many fears.

Let pain flow,

the outbursts of horror,

the hate, the resentment and its memory.

Let the "No more" flow,

the crying in our voice,

and this crying that breaks my chest.

Let it gush.

Let it continue.

Let it dissolve.

Let it run.

May it never stop in my body.

May it never poison me.

Let it keep flowing...

Let terror flow,

disdain, resentment,

every harassment, every grief.

Let sweat flow,

every humiliation,

revenge, sorrow,

and so many fears.

Let pain flow,

the outbursts of horror,

the hate, the resentment and its memory.

Let the "No more" flow,

the crying in our voice,

and this crying that breaks my chest.

• Artist:Gloria Trevi