Comandante Amigo
Ali Primera
Comrade Friend
The people are sad
The people cry for you
The people are sad
But you didn't leave, mate
Comrade friend
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
Walking among valleys and mountains
Forever your guerrilla image
And your blood now runs through our veins
And may the Bolivian roofs shake
Walking among valleys and mountains
Forever your guerrilla image
And your blood now runs through our veins
And may the Bolivian roofs shake
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
(spoken)
"when the current
Of the great Paraná
Has no water
Perhaps, perhaps by then
Comrade friend
You will leave us"
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
Walking among valleys and mountains
Forever your guerrilla image
And your blood now runs through our veins
And may the Bolivian roofs shake
Walking among valleys and mountains
Forever your guerrilla image
And your blood now runs through our veins
And may the Bolivian roofs shake
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
Comrade, they killed you
But they left in us
Forever your memory
Engraved in molds of glory
