With the hands
That plant and reap
With the same hands(1)
That fences break
We weave you
Challenging the winds
Above our heads
We raise you
Flag of land,
Flag of strife,
Flag of life
Flag of freedom!
Sign of freedom
To which we swear:
Oppressors' worlds
O'er your shadows won't be born.
Sign of land
Conquered!
Sign of the fight
And of hope
Sign of life
Multiplied
And when the land returns
To the sons and daughters of the land
It will rest on the shoulders
Of children free
To succeed us!
1 Editor's note: "Fence" relates to the Landless's symbology of barbed
wire
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