Los orientales [English translation]

They come from everywhere, blood and bravery

to save their ground, the easterns;

they come from the hills with spare and saber

among the weeds sprout the easterns.

They come out of the towns, of the mounts,

on every corner await the easterns.

Because they left their lives,

their friends and their goods,

because it's more loved for them

the freedom that they don't have

because the freedom and the land

are of somebody else

and because the people

always know to break the chains,

They were ten, they were twenty, they were fifty

they were thousands, they were more, they can't be counted

Rebels and brave they're marching,

leaving the things they love the most.

Like a devastating wind they devastate

like a cleaning water they clean

• Artist:Los Olimareños
• Album:Cielo del 69 (1970)