Arlo Guthrie — Victor Jara letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "Victor Jara" de Arlo Guthrie.
Letra
Victor Jara of Chile
Lived like a shooting star
He fought for the people of Chile
With his songs and his guitar
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Victor Jara was a peasant
He worked from a few years old
He sat upon his father’s plow
And watched the earth unfold
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Now when the neighbors had a wedding
Or one of their children died
His mother sang all night for them
With Victor by her side
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
He grew up to be a fighter
Against the people’s wrongs
He listened to their grief and joy
And turned them into songs
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
He sang about the copper miners
And those who worked the land
He sang about the factory workers
And they knew he was their man
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
He campaigned for Allende
Working night and day
He sang «Take hold of your brothers hand
You know the future begins today»
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Then the generals seized Chile
They arrested Victor then
They caged him in a stadium
With five-thousand frightened men
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Victor stood in the stadium
His voice was brave and strong
And he sang for his fellow prisoners
Till the guards cut short his song
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
They broke the bones in both his hands
They beat him on the head
They tore him with electric shocks
And then they shot him dead
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
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Tradução da letra
Victor Jara do Chile
Vivia como uma estrela cadente
Ele lutou pelo povo do Chile
Com as suas canções e a sua guitarra
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Victor Jara era um camponês.
Ele trabalhou a partir de alguns anos
Ele sentou-se sobre o arado de seu pai
E viu a terra se desdobrar
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Agora quando os vizinhos tiveram um casamento
Ou um dos seus filhos morreu.
A mãe dele cantou toda a noite para eles.
Com Victor ao seu lado
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Ele cresceu para ser um lutador.
Contra os erros do povo
Ele ouvia a dor e a alegria deles.
E transformou-os em canções
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Ele cantou sobre os mineiros de cobre.
E os que trabalhavam na terra
Ele cantou sobre os trabalhadores da fábrica
E eles sabiam que ele era o homem deles.
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Ele fez campanha por Allende.
Trabalho noite e dia
Ele cantou " Take hold of your brothers hand
Sabes que o futuro começa hoje»
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Então os generais tomaram o Chile
Então prenderam o Victor.
Prenderam-no num estádio.
Com cinco mil homens assustados
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Victor ficou no estádio.
Sua voz era corajosa e forte
E cantava para os seus companheiros prisioneiros.
Até os guardas lhe cortarem a canção
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
Partiram-lhe os ossos em ambas as mãos.
Bateram-lhe na cabeça.
Rasgaram-no com choques eléctricos.
E depois mataram-no.
As suas mãos eram gentis, as suas mãos eram fortes.
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