El Grito del Canilla

I wanna hear
The cry of the laborer
I wanna feel
The deep rebirth of his chant
And move
The people with the throat
Of the one who works and sings
Living with all his heart

I wanna hear
The cry of the laborer
And discover
In his ink-stained hands the truth
And share
The strength of the bohemia
That urges at dawn
With the light of his friendship

Lararai larará
Lararai larará

It will always be
The cry of the laborer
Because it's the voice
Of all the corners of the country
And that chirping of a sparrow
Is carried through the neighborhoods
By the laborers of the country
Sung by the laborers of the country
That comes from the heart

I wanna hear
The cry of the laborer
That comes from the heart
Of the laborers of the country

That comes from the heart