Si Se Calla El Cantor (part. Horacio Guarany)

If the singer is silent, life is silent
Because life, life itself, is a whole song
If the singer is silent, hope, light, and joy die of fright

If the singer is silent, the humble sparrows of the streets are left alone
The port workers cross themselves
Who will fight for their wages

What will become of life if the one who sings
Does not raise his voice in the stands
For those who suffer, for those who have
No reason to walk without a blanket

If the singer is silent, the rose dies
What good is the rose without the song
The song must be a light over the fields
Always illuminating those below

Let the singer not be silent, because silence
Cowardly shelters the evil that oppresses
Singers do not know how to bow down
They will never be silent in the face of crime

Let all the flags be raised
When the singer stands with his shout
May a thousand guitars bleed into the night
An immortal song to infinity

If the singer is silent, life is silent