If every hour comes with its death,
if time was a den of thieves,
the airs are no longer so good airs,
life is nothing more than a moving target
br/>You will ask why we sing
If ours were left without a hug
the country almost died of sadness
and the heart of man was shattered
before that shame would break out
You will ask why we sing
We sing because the river is ringing
and when the river rings, the river rings.
We sing because the cruel one has no name
and on the other hand his destiny has a name
We sing because the child and because everything
and because some future and because the people
We sing because the survivors
and our The dead want us to sing
If we went as far as the horizon
if trees and sky were left here
if every night was always an absence
and every awakening a disagreement
You will ask because we sing
We sing because it rains on the furrow
and we are militants of life
and because we cannot nor do we want to
let the song turn to ashes
We sing because the Screaming is not enough
and crying or anger is not enough
We sing because we believe in people
and because we will overcome defeat
We sing because the sun recognizes us
and because the field smells like spring
and because in this stem, in that fruit
every question has its answer

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