Yo Canto Porque Tengo Vida - Mercedes Sosa

Fue cantante como oltros profetas

O tenderos de una calle gris

Y vendia muy bien sus canciones

Con promesas de un mundo feliz

Y cantaba con honestidad

Y tocaba con sinceridad

Y por eso a la gente del pueblo

Le gustaba escucharlo cantar

Mas enctonces le impuso ese amor

Una duda tan fuerte y atroz

Que contraria a su buen corazon

Puso en el una contradicion

Una nube manchando su cielo

Su coraje y su sinceridad

Descubrio que cantar es terrible

Si se piensa en vender nada mas

Yo canto porque tengo vida

Y no para agradarle a usted!

Yo canto porque tengo vida

Y munca a pedido de usted!

Yo canto porque tengo vida!

Hubo muchos que bien se ganaron

Con canciones, su techo y su pan

Mas de pronto las musas se fueron

Y no habran de cantar nunca mas

Las muchachas dejaron de amar

Los poemas del viejo cantor

Y le ha sido robado aquel sol

Que el sozaba desde su cancion

Y asi fue que ya muerto el cantante

Otro nuevo subio al pedestal

Y vendia mejor pues sabia

Donde estaban las musas y el sol

Mas de lejos se escucha una voz

Temblorosa intentando volver

El derecho la impulsa a cantar

La razon y una nueva verdad

Yo canto porque tengo vida

Y no para agradarle a usted!

Yo canto porque tengo vida

Y nunca a pedido de usted!

Yo canto porque tengo vida

Y no por temor a morir!

Yo canto porque tengo vida

Y a nadie, a nadie, a nadie yo protegere!

Yo canto porque tengo vida!

He was a singer like other prophets

Or shopkeepers of a gray street

And she sold her songs very well

With promises of a brave new world

And she sang honestly

And she played with sincerity

And that's why the townspeople

She liked to hear him sing

But then he imposed that love on her

A doubt so strong and atrocious

That contrary to his good heart

She put a contradiction in him

A cloud staining your sky

His courage from him and his sincerity

I discovered that singing is terrible

If you think of selling nothing else

I sing because I have life

And not to please you!

I sing because I have life

And never at your request!

I sing because I have life!

There were many who were well earned

With songs, its roof and its bread

But suddenly the muses left

And they will never sing again

The girls stopped loving

The old singer's poems

And that sun has been stolen

That he dreamed from his song

And so it was that the singer was already dead

Another new climbed to the pedestal

And he sold better because he knew

Where were the muses and the sun

Farther away a voice is heard

Shaky trying to get back

The law drives her to sing

The reason and a new truth

I sing because I have life

And not to please you!

I sing because I have life

And never at your request!

I sing because I have life

And not for fear of dying!

I sing because I have life

And no one, no one, no one will I protect!

I sing because I have life!