Inti-Illimani

I shall not tire of the road we're walking
your smile a candle, I shall not tire.
I shall not weaken in the face of danger
but draw you close to me.
We're not alone, we're not alone.

Earth like a friend who's wounded.
Child, you're the fragile promise of tomorrow.
You, who become a condor in a moment,
can you spread your wings of courage and fly on.

Trees are a story telling,
stars, like the burning sun that warms the water.
Wind is a force that cleans our sails of sorrow.
Woman, guide the ship of freedom and sail on.

Creatures of courage make a chain that cant be broken
like my heart can be broken.
Links must withstand the strain and pull
that tries to tear our souls apart.

Hands are a map I follow,
songs are the haunting call that draws me forward,
hearts be the drum that keeps my feet from slowing
like a cadence that is crying "Come on!".

Force that has turned the flower of the people
into steel that strikes a fire.
Can we use the heat to sadder such a chain
and believe on, believe on.

I shall not tire of the road we're walking
your smile a candle, I shall not tire.
I shall not weaken in the face of danger
but draw you close to me.
We're not alone, we're not alone.