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 río de mi destino

Solo soy un chico mas

Que sueña en alto y mirando al mar

Fences that fail and fall to the ground

Bearing the fruit from Jara's Hands