Vientos de Pueblo

Winds of the People

Vientos de Pueblo

Once again they want to stainDe nuevo quieren manchar
My land with working-class bloodMi tierra con sangre obrera
Those who speak of freedomLos que hablan de libertad
And have blackened handsY tienen las manos negras

Those who want to divideLos que quieren dividir
The mother from her childrenA la madre de sus hijos
And want to rebuildY quieren reconstruir
The cross that Christ carriedLa cruz que arrastrara Cristo

They want to hide the infamyQuieren ocultar la infamia
That they inherited for centuriesQue legaron desde siglos
But the color of murderersPero el color de asesinos
Won't be erased from their facesNo borraran de su cara

Thousands and thousands have alreadyYa fueron miles y miles
Given their bloodLos que entregaron su sangre
And in generous streamsY en caudales generosos
They multiplied the loavesMultiplicaron los panes

Now I want to liveAhora quiero vivir
With my son and my brotherJunto a mi hijo y mi hermano
The spring that we allLa primavera que todos
Are building dailyVamos construyendo a diario

I'm not afraid of the threatNo me asusta la amenaza
Owners of miseryPatrones de la miseria
The star of hopeLa estrella de la esperanza
Will continue to be oursContinuará siendo nuestra

Winds of the people call meVientos del pueblo me llaman
Winds of the people carry meVientos del pueblo me llevan
They scatter my heartMe esparcen el corazón
And fan my throatY me aventan la garganta
So the poet will singAsí cantará el poeta
As long as my soul resonatesMientras el alma me suene
Along the paths of the peoplePor los caminos del pueblo
From now on and foreverDesde ahora y para siempre