Andalucian Poets

What do the Andalusian poets of today sing about?
What do the Andalusian poets of today search for?
What do the Andalusian poets of today feel?
The poets sing with men's voices, but where are the men?
They search with men's eyes, but where are the men?
They feel with men's hearts, but where are the men?
The poets sing, but when they sing it seems as if they are alone
They search, but when they search it seems as if they are alone
They feel, but when they feel it seems as if they are alone

¿Qué miran los poetas, poetas andaluces de ahora?
¿Qué sienten los poetas, poetas andaluces de ahora?
Y cuando cantan, parece que están solos
Y cuando miran, parece que están solos
Y cuando sienten, parece que están solos

Could it be that there is no one left in Andalusia?
Could it be that there is no one in the hills of Andalusia?
That the oceans and the fields are empty in Andalusia?
Is there no one left to answer a poet's cry?
Is there no one left to look into a poet's soul?
Could so many things have died that only the poet remains?

Sing out, you will hear that others do hear
Look high, you will see that others see high
Breathe free, you will know that others breathe free
No longer shall the poet remain buried deep within his cell
His song shall scale the heights of meaning
When hurled into the wind, it belongs to all men

Y ya tu canto es de todos los hombres
Y ya tu canto es de todos los hombres
Y ya tu canto es de todos los hombres