Canción Para Mi América
Dale tu mano al indio
Dale que te hara bien
Y encontraras el camino
Como ayer yo lo encontre
Dale tu mano al indio
Dale que te hara bien
Te mojara el sudor santo
De la lucha y el deber
La piel del indio te enseñara
Toda la senda que habras de andar
Manos de cobre te mostraran
Toda la sangre que has de dejar
Dale tu mano al indio
Dale que te hara bien
Y encontraras el camino
Como ayer yo lo encontre
Es el tiempo del cobre
Mestizo grito y fusil
Si no se abren las puertas
El pueblo las ha de abrir
America esta esperando
Y el siglo se vuelve azul
Pampas, rios y montañas
Liberan su propia luz
La copla no tiene dueño
Patrones no mas mandar
La guitarra americana
Peleando aprendio a cantar
Dale tu mano al indio
Dale que te hara bien
Song For My America
Give your hand to the Native American
Give it, it will do you good
And you will find the way
Just like I found it yesterday
Give your hand to the Native American
Give it, it will do you good
It will wet you with the holy sweat
Of the struggle and duty
The Native American's skin will teach you
All the path you must walk
Hands of copper will show you
All the blood you must shed
Give your hand to the Native American
Give it, it will do you good
And you will find the way
Just like I found it yesterday
It's the age of copper
Mestizo cry and rifle
If the doors don't open
The people will have to open them
America is waiting
And the century turns blue
Pampas, rivers, and mountains
Release their own light
The folk song has no owner
No more bosses to command
The American guitar
Fighting learned to sing
Give your hand to the Native American
Give it, it will do you good