If the singer is silent, life is silent,
because life itself is all a song.

If the singer is silent, he dies of fright,
hope, light and joy, If the singer is silent, the humble sparrows of the newspapers are left alone.
the humble sparrows of the newspapers.

The workers of the port, they make the sign of the cross,
who will fight for their wages.

What is to become of life, if he who sings,
does not raise his voice in the stands.

For the one who suffers, for the one for whom there is no reason
no reason that condemns him to walk without a blanket.

If the singer is silent, the rose dies,
what good is the rose without the song.

The song must be light, over the fields,
always illuminating those below.

Let not the singer keep silent, for cowardly silence is a cover for the evil that oppresses.

The singers do not know how to crouch,
they will never keep silent in the face of crime.

Let all flags be raised
when the singer stands up with his cry.

Let a thousand guitars bleed into the night,
an immortal song to infinity.

If the singer is silent, life is silent.

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Si se calla el cantor, calla la vida,
porque la vida misma es toda un canto.

Si se calla el cantor, muere de espanto,
la esperanza, la luz y la alegría.

Si se calla el cantor, se quedan solos
los humildes gorriones, de los diarios.

Los obreros del puerto, se persignan,
quién habrá de luchar, por sus salarios.

Qué ha de ser de la vida, si el que canta,
no levanta su voz en las tribunas.

Por el que sufre, por el que no hay
ninguna razón que lo condene a andar sin manta.

Si se calla el cantor, muere la rosa,
de qué sirve la rosa, sin el canto.

Debe el cantor ser luz, sobre los campos,
iluminando siempre, a los de abajo.

Que no calle el cantor porque el silencio cobarde,apaña la maldad, que oprime.

No saben los cantores de agachadas,
no callarán jamás de frente al crimen.

Que se levanten todas las banderas
cuando el cantor se plante con su grito.

Que mil guitarras desangren en la noche,
una inmortal canción al infinito.

Si se calla el cantor, calla la vida.

CRÉDITOS

El vídeo fue editado con el programa vídeo maker y el audio fue procesado con el programa adobe audition.