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 flight Fences that fail and fall to the ground Bearing the fruit from Jara's hands Me 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 mar Fences 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