WITHOUT KNOWING THE END (JOAN'S SONG)

8. WITHOUT KNOWING THE END (JOAN'S SONG)
(BradfieldJones)

Without knowing the end
I am and I will be
Miss Compañera
On who they could depend
Without being alive
Returns a voice from the condemned
I walk this earth beside
My eternal friend

This life I had to defend
Without knowing the end

What was torn away
Chile my homeland
With blood on my feet
And blood on your hands
In the day of the dead
A ghost dance I will teach
A living lament
But I still believe

This life I had to defend
Without knowing the end
I lived I danced I loved and I fought
This life I had to defend
Without knowing the end