Canción Para Los Valientes

The wind no longer blows above
Under the mountain range
Passing through Santiago
Heating up the trenches

Song of Chilean bones
From deep within
Song for the brave
Let Victor Jara sing it
A song by Violeta
For the companion Allende

The mountain fell silent
Split in half
Pablo Neruda doesn't sing
The verses of the general
Because he was too much of a poet
To see his people die
And survive the fact

Give me a rifle, companion
My throat hurts
And I know that later on
The guitars won't help

Just like the circus in Rome
Where they killed Christians
For defending a cross
Almost nothing has changed
They keep killing Christians
For defending a cross
On the chest
Swastika

Take your hands, take your fingers
They give them back to you, the girl
Sing Victor, sing to the people
The flame rises
Shoot, shoot, Chilean shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot
For America shoot

Take your hands, take your fingers
They give them back to you, the girl
Sing Victor, sing to the people
The flame rises
Shoot, shoot, Chilean shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot
For America shoot

Take your hands, take your fingers
They give them back to you, the girl
Sing Victor, sing to the people
The flame rises
Shoot, shoot, Chilean shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot
For America shoot

The wind no longer blows above
Under the mountain range
Because the wind is cold above
And warms up coming down
Passing through Santiago
Heating up the trenches
Shot to the La Moneda

Song of Chilean bones
From deep within
Song for the brave
Let Victor Jara sing it
A song by Violeta
For the companion Allende

(spoken)
"The day will come
When our continent
Speaks with the voice of a united people:
Allende, Allende, Allende, Allende
Allende, Allende, Allende, a