Están paradas esperando a las manos que decidan hacer andar
The industries are idle and waiting for someone to take action and make them work.

La neblina las rodea y las oxida y ya piensan en petrificar
The industries are deteriorating due to disuse and neglect, to a point where they may be ruined forever.

Las industrias, muevan las industrias
The artist is calling out for the industries to be set in motion and to be put to good use.

Cuando vino la miseria las echaron
When poverty struck, the workers were let go from their jobs.

Les dijeron que no vuelvan más
The workers were laid off permanently and discouraged from returning to work.

Los obreros no se fueron se escondieron
The workers, despite being let go, did not actually leave but instead went into hiding.

Merodean por nuestra ciudad
The workers still roam around the city and attempt to survive despite no longer being employed.

Voy a llegar a la gran máquina
The artist is determined to reach the big industry and to make it work as a symbol of revival and progress.

Todo es oscuridad
Everything around the artist may seem bleak and hopeless.

Si agacho un poco la cabeza
The artist needs to adapt, compromise and maybe even hide to reach their goal without drawing too much attention.

Nadie me descubrirá
The artist hopes to carry out their mission without detection or interference.

Yo me acuerdo que los fierros que ocupaban
The artist remembers vividly the heavy metals that once used to fill the factories.

Y chocaban en el patio de la escuela
The sound of the machines could be heard even from the artist's childhood schoolyard.

Con cada ritmo que marcaban dirigían el latido
The machines had a certain rhythm and heartbeat that influenced the artist's own heart and pulsing.

De nuestro propio corazón
The artist feels a strong connection to the industries and the machinery as if they are part of their own heart and soul.

Y me arrastro por el muro de cemento
The artist is making some progress, but it is not easy - they have to crawl and drag themselves along the concrete walls.

Y en mi cabeza se repite mil lamentos
The artist's mind is full of regrets and thoughts of missed opportunities and lost potential.

Las industrias, muevan las industrias
The artist repeats the chorus to reinforce the message and drive the point home.

Las industrias, muevan las industrias
The artist still calls out for the industries to be reactivated and to breathe life into the local economy.