The Ballad Of Ho Chi Min
Far away across the ocean
Far beyond the sea's eastern rim
Lives a man who is father of the Indo-Chinese people
And his name it is Ho Chi Minh
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
From VietBac to the SaiGon Delta
From the mountains and plains below
Young and old workers, peasants and the toiling tenant farmers
Fight for freedom with Uncle Ho
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho Chi Minh was a deep sea sailor
He served his time out on the seven seas
Work and hardship were part of his early education
Exploitation his ABC
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho Chi Minh came home from sailing
And he looked out on his native land
Saw the want and the hunger of the Indo-Chinese people
Foreign soldiers on every hand
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho Chi Minh went to the mountains
And he trained a determined band
Heroes all, sworn to liberate the Indo-Chinese people
Drive invaders from the land
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Fourteen men became a hundred
A hundred thousand and Ho Chi Minh
Forged and tempered the army of the Indo-Chinese people
Freedom's Army of Viet Minh
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Every soldier is a farmer
Comes the evening and he grabs his hoe
Comes the morning he swings his rifle on his shoulder
This the army of Uncle Ho
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
From the mountains and the jungles
From the ricelands and the Plain of Reeds
March the men and the women of the Indo-Chinese Army
Planting freedom with victory seeds
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
From VietBac to the SaiGon Delta
Marched the armies of Viet Minh
And the wind stirs the banners of the Indo-Chinese people
Peace and freedom and Ho Chi Minh
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh!
La Balada de Ho Chi Min
Muy lejos, al otro lado del océano
Más allá del borde oriental del mar
Vive un hombre que es padre del pueblo indo-chino
Y su nombre es Ho Chi Minh
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Desde VietBac hasta el Delta de SaiGon
Desde las montañas y llanuras abajo
Jóvenes y viejos trabajadores, campesinos y arrendatarios trabajadores
Luchan por la libertad con el Tío Ho
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Ho Chi Minh era un marinero de mar profundo
Sirvió su tiempo en los siete mares
El trabajo y la dificultad fueron parte de su educación temprana
La explotación era su ABC
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Ho Chi Minh regresó a casa después de navegar
Y miró su tierra natal
Vio la necesidad y el hambre del pueblo indo-chino
Soldados extranjeros por todas partes
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Ho Chi Minh fue a las montañas
Y entrenó a un grupo decidido
Héroes todos, juraron liberar al pueblo indo-chino
Expulsar a los invasores de la tierra
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Catorce hombres se convirtieron en cien
Cien mil y Ho Chi Minh
Forjaron y templaron el ejército del pueblo indo-chino
El Ejército de la Libertad de Viet Minh
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Cada soldado es un campesino
Llega la noche y agarra su azada
Llega la mañana y cuelga su rifle sobre su hombro
Este es el ejército del Tío Ho
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Desde las montañas y la selva
Desde los arrozales y la Llanura de las Cañas
Marchan hombres y mujeres del Ejército indo-chino
Plantando libertad con semillas de victoria
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Desde VietBac hasta el Delta de SaiGon
Marcharon los ejércitos de Viet Minh
Y el viento agita las banderas del pueblo indo-chino
Paz y libertad y Ho Chi Minh
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
¡Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh...!
Escrita por: Ewan MacColl