Victor Jara's Hands

Wire fences still coiled with flowers of the night

Songs of the birds like hands call the earth to witness

Sever from fear before taking flightFences that fail and fall to the ground

Bearing the fruit from Jara's handsMe siento solo y perdido una vela alumbra mi camino

Cruzando tierras que nunca he visto

Cruzando el rio de mi destino

Solo soy un chico mas que suena en alto y mirando al marFences that fail and fall to the ground

Bearing the fruit from Jara's hands

Fences that fail and fall to the ground

Bearing the fruit from Jara's hands