Victor Jara's Hands

Wire fences still coiled with flowers of the night

Songs of the birds like hands call the earth to witness

Sever from fear before taking flight

Fences that fail and fall to the ground

Bearing the fruit from

Jara's hands

Me siento solo y perdido una vela alumbra mi camino

Cruzando tierras que nunca he visto

Cruzando el rio de mi destino

Solo soy un chico mas que suena en alto y mirando al mar

Fences that fail and fall to the ground

Bearing the fruit from

Jara's hands

Fences that fail and fall to the ground

Bearing the fruit from

Jara's hands