Yo canto a la libertad

(Song)

Freedom, freedom...

I sing to freedom,
to the right, to trust.
I sing to the distressed friend
in search of hope.

I sing to the worker, the miner,
the student, the sailor.
I sing to the pilgrims
seeking equality
and through my guitar
I sing to freedom.

Freedom for those born
and arrive alone in the world.
Freedom for those who live
counting hours and seconds.

For those who also die
I demand freedom.
For the child and the elderly
who walk so hesitantly
in this eager world,
I sing to freedom.

I sing to the freedom
that buries the cowards,
to those who lie in cold
and feed on air.

The freedom we dream of
when you reach out your hand,
I tell you, loyal brother:
I will keep seeking it
and even if you close your eyes,
I will keep singing around the world.