When the silent shadows gonna fall
When the evening breeze is gonna call
We'll sit by the table to eat our daily bread
This day was a hard day, my friend

The whole day I was working on the land
While the sun was burning on my back
Yes, it's a hard life to make it with your hands
Let's see what tomorrow may bring

Manana is another day of slaving on the fields
Is another day of sweating out my tears
Is another day of wondering just how long

Manana is the same as any other day my friend
Is the same as all the years we worked the land
Manana, manana, mi amor

(Manana is another day of slaving on the fields
Is another day of sweating out my tears
Manana, manana, mi amor)

But someday there's another rising sun
And we give them back what they have done
Someday we will stand up to scream out to the sky
Someday my eagle will fly

Manana is the same as any other day my friend
Is the same as all the years we worked the land
Manana, manana, mi amor

Manana, manana, mi amor
Manana, manana, mi amor