Canta Cigarra [English translation]

Sometimes, sometimes,

the singer is right.

It's not only his heart

what comes out of his mouth,

are the echoes that in the air

were left by the farmer,

the woman, the opressed,

is the crying of the newborn,

the echoes of his song.

Sometimes, sometimes,

the singer is right

and searches in some corner

for the key of hope.

And to who listens it calms

whether be the hunger of the body

or the hunger of the pain.

Indoor poet,

asleep spectator,

swimming alone in th river

nothing happens in your life.

Sing cricket, sing

that the day is coming.

Sometimes, sometimes,

the singer is right.

Even if the storm clouds cover

the joy of life

from a day a new day comes

and they can't kill that force

even if they kill the singer.

• Artist:María Ostiz