Camilo Torres

Camilo Torres

Camilo Torres

Where Camilo fellDonde cayó Camilo
a cross was born,Nació una cruz
but not made of woodPero no de madera
but of light.Sino de luz

They killed him as he wentLo mataron cuando iba
for his rifle,Por su fusil
Camilo Torres diesCamilo Torres muere
to live.Para vivir

They say that after the bulletCuentan que tras la bala
a voice was heard.Se oyó una voz
It was God shouting:Era Dios que gritaba
Revolution!¡Revolución!

To review the cassock,A revisar la sotana
my general,Mi general
because in the guerrillaQue en la guerrilla cabe
a sacristan fits.Un sacristán

They nailed him with bulletsLo clavaron con balas
on a cross,En una cruz
they called him a banditLo llamaron bandido
like Jesus.Como a Jesús

And when they went downY cuando ellos bajaron
for his rifle,Por su fusil
they found that the peopleSe encontraron que el pueblo
have a hundred thousand.Tiene cien mil

A hundred thousand Camilos readyCien mil Camilos prontos
to fight,A combatir
Camilo Torres diesCamilo Torres muere
to live.Para vivir