Juan Prisionero

No matter how hard they hit me
They won't manage to break me
I have my body in the cell
And my heart in the street, oh

Jailer, jailer
When I hear your keys jingling
I see you as a slave
To things you don't know, oh

You believe I'm in the cell
You think I didn't move
And last night the Moon passed by
(And with the Moon I left, oh)

Between the cell and the street
There are only three bars
How small the wall is
For so much freedom, oh

In the prison I wrote a verse
For the warden
I don't remember the details
But it ends with 'gave birth', oh

Shackled and among four
Men with stern looks
That's how they took me away
(For loving freedom, oh)

Wide gates opened
Only to close again
Wings, stairs
And then darkness, oh
For my wife and my child
I prayed as I know how
My guitar clear and deep
Knows everything else, oh

My mother with her feelings
My horse in the corral
And in a small cell
(I alone without loneliness, oh)

When many years pass
And you balance time
You must know, my son
Where your father was, oh

The tyrant takes a nap
With a machine gun by his side
In case an innocent passes by
Singing to freedom, oh

You believe I'm in the cell
You think I didn't move
And last night the Moon passed by
(And with the Moon I left, oh)

Singing to freedom, oh
And with the Moon I left, oh
Singing to freedom, oh
Singing to freedom, oh
Singing to freedom, oh