La Noche de los Lápices

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Sangre en la historia de aquel gladiador

Blood in the history of that gladiator

Que en plena calle luchó

Who fought in the middle of the street

Manifestando lo que no entendió

Manifesting what he did not understand

Resuena el eco en su voz

The echo of his voice resounds


Pueblo argentino la plata de pie

Argentine people, standing firm

Corriendo el setenta y seis

Running in seventy-six

Luchando un ticket de aquel autobús

Fighting for a ticket of that bus

Que no llegó a ver la luz

That did not get to see the light


Pisotearon el jardín

They trampled on the garden

De la esencia estudiantil

Of the student essence

Raspa el polvo militar

Scrape the military dust

Supo el mortal criminal

The mortal criminal knew


Pisotearon el jardín

They trampled on the garden

De la esencia estudiantil

Of the student essence

Raspa el polvo militar

Scrape the military dust

Supo el mortal criminal

The mortal criminal knew


Siete inocentes de sangre y unión

Seven innocents of blood and unity

Brotó su caparazón

Their shell emerged

Rojas las celdas que los albergó

Red the cells that housed them

Son rojadas de dolor

Are stains of pain


Un sol rebelde ilumina hacia allí

A rebellious sun illuminates there

A esa memoria que fui

To that memory that I was

Y en la derrota me disfrazaré

And in defeat, I will disguise myself

Del mismo pibe otra vez

As the same kid once again


Pisotearon el jardín

They trampled on the garden

De la esencia estudiantil

Of the student essence

Raspa el polvo militar

Scrape the military dust

Supo el mortal criminal

The mortal criminal knew


Pisotearon el jardín

They trampled on the garden

De la esencia estudiantil

Of the student essence

Raspa el polvo militar

Scrape the military dust

Supo el mortal criminal

The mortal criminal knew

Moderated by Ana Martínez
Santiago, Chile September 10, 2024
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