A las Barricadas

Beloved compatriots I would like to tell you
Remembering Lautaro and the brave Rodriguez
Today they sell us everything, it is fair to rebel
Even if they quarter us in the middle of the square
Those who bless private property

Our land calls us to the song of barricades
And even if there is nothing left, we will go dignified
To live walking, never kneeling
With all our history against the wretched

Forces accumulating that love is stronger
Than the acquired hatred to color the streets
And run with the dogs barking with affection
Our land calls us, the children will inherit it
The dead give us wings to elevate the soul

Beloved enemies will lose their voice
The earth will split, gold will be worth nothing
Let's exchange aircraft carriers for bread and blankets
Before this great pot boils over
And we go all out amidst baby cries
To start over and lock eyes

To the necessary game of doubted truth
To the divided world without sacred cows
Our land calls us, the children will inherit it
Our land calls us, the children will inherit it
Our land calls us, the children will inherit it
The dead give us wings to elevate the soul