The Piper Calls The Tune

He wields his flute with an expert hand
And then, all too soon
The dancing stops and the children stand
The piper calls the tune.

He holds their future in his palm
An old and powerful man
With missiles poised and bombs at hand
They wait for his command.

With songs of fear and bigotry
A cruel, hypnotic sound
He plays his last tune greedily
And strikes the children down.

El pipero llama su tonada

El maneja su flauta con una mano expert
Y luego, de pronto
La danza para y e niño se para
El pipero llama su tonada

El mantiene su futuro en su palma
Y un viejo y poderoso hombre
Con misiles envenenados y con bombas en la mano
Ellos esperan por su comando

Con canciones de miedo y agonia
Un cruel, e hipnotico sonido
El toca si ultima tonada avariciosamente
Y golpea al niño duro