Daniel Viglietti 1965

Song for My America
(Cancion para mi America)


Source: Canciones para el hombre Nuevo
Translated: for marxists.org by Mitch Abidor;
CopyLeft: Creative Commons (Attribute & ShareAlike) marxists.org 2006.


Give your hand to the Indian
Give it, it’ll do you good
You’ll find the road,
Just as I found it yesterday.

Give your hand to the Indian
Give it, it’ll do you good
You’ll be drenched in the holy sweat
Of struggle and duty.

The Indian’s skin
Will teach you
All the paths
You must take

A copper hand
Will show you
All the blood
You have to leave behind

Give your hand to the Indian
Give it, it’ll do you good
You’ll find the road
Just as I found it yesterday

It’s the time of copper
Mestizo, cry, and rifle
If the doors don’t open on their own
The people will know how to open them

America cries out
And the century is turning blue
Pampas, rivers and mountains
Are liberating their own light.

The song doesn’t want masters
Bosses: Command no more!
The American guitar
In fighting learn how to sing.