(Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone)



Father, yes, I am a prisoner

Fear not to relay my crime

The crime is loving the forsaken

Only silence is shame



And now I'll tell you what's against us

An art that's lived for centuries

Go through the years and you will find

What's blackened all of history

Against us is the law

With its immensity of strength and power

Against us is the law!

Police know how to make a man

A guilty or an innocent

Against us is the power of police!

The shameless lies that men have told

Will ever more be paid in gold

Against us is the power of the gold!

Against us is racial hatred

And the simple fact that we are poor



My father dear, I am a prisoner

Don't be ashamed to tell my crime

The crime of love and brotherhood

And only silence is shame



With me I have my love, my innocence,

The workers, and the poor

For all of this I'm safe and strong

And hope is mine

Rebellion, revolution don't need dollars

They need this instead

Imagination, suffering, light and love

And care for every human being

You never steal, you never kill

You are a part of hope and life

The revolution goes from man to man

And heart to heart

And I sense when I look at the stars

That we are children of life

Death is small