Luyện nghe bài hát Victor Jara

words by Adrian Mitchell, music by Guthrie

Victor of Chile
like a shooting star
He for the people of Chile
With his songs and his
His hands were gentle, his hands were

Jara was a peasant
He worked a few years old
He sat his father's plow
And watched the earth
His hands gentle, his hands were strong

Now when the neighbors had a
Or one of their children
His mother sang all for them
Victor by her side
His hands were gentle, his hands strong

He up to be a fighter
the people's wrongs
He to their grief and joy
And turned them into
His hands were gentle, his were strong

He sang the copper miners
And those who the land
He sang about the workers
And they he was their man
His hands were gentle, his hands strong

He for Allende
night and day
He sang "Take of your brothers hand
You know the future today"
His hands were gentle, his hands strong

Then the generals Chile
arrested Victor then
They him in a stadium
five-thousand frightened men
His hands were gentle, his were strong

Victor in the stadium
His voice was and strong
And he sang for his prisoners
Till the guards cut short his
His hands were gentle, his hands strong

They the bones in both his hands
They his lovely head
They tore him electric shocks
And after two days of torture, they shot him dead
His hands were gentle, his hands strong

Now the generals rule Chile
And the British have their
For they with Hawker Hunters
And rule with Chieftain tanks
His were gentle, his hands were strong

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