El Grito del Canilla

The Cry of the Laborer

El Grito del Canilla

I wanna hearQuiero escuchar
The cry of the laborerEl grito del canilla
I wanna feelQuiero sentir
The deep rebirth of his chantEl hondo renacer de su pregón
And moveY emocionar
The people with the throatA la gente con la garganta
Of the one who works and singsDe aquél que trabaja y canta
Living with all his heartViviendo a puro pulmón

I wanna hearQuiero escuchar
The cry of the laborerEl grito del canilla
And discoverY descubrir
In his ink-stained hands the truthEn sus manos entintada la verdad
And shareY compartir
The strength of the bohemiaLa fuerza de la bohemia
That urges at dawnQue a la madrugada apremia
With the light of his friendshipCon la luz de su amistad

Lararai lararáLararai larará
Lararai lararáLararai larará

It will always beSiempre estará
The cry of the laborerEl grito del canilla
Because it's the voicePorque es la voz
Of all the corners of the countryDe todas las esquinas del país
And that chirping of a sparrowY ese gorjeo de gorrión
Is carried through the neighborhoodsLo llevan por los barrios
By the laborers of the countryLos canillas del país
Sung by the laborers of the countryLo cantan los canillas del país
That comes from the heartQue nace del corazón

I wanna hearQuiero escuchar
The cry of the laborerEl grito del canilla
That comes from the heartQue nace del corazón
Of the laborers of the countryDe los canillas del país

That comes from the heartQue nace del corazón