(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

    © 1971, 1978 Edizioni Musicali RCA, S.p.A. (ASCAP)

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