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 ei rio de mi destino

Solo soy un chico mas

Que sueha en alto y mirando al mar

All alone and lost

My path is lit by flame

Crossing lands never seen

Crossing rivers of my destiny

Only a boy nothing more

Day dreaming wanting more