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2020-01-06 14:46:37 +01:00
It burned his name like a haystack
As the shadow of the shadow
Into the jungle he delved.
days on road
With her rifle and reason.
Among the lianas he rested,
Vipers crossed over,
Powder clear clothed
And the shepherds deployed
Looking forces to find
The dying freedom
And so it was that one day fell
In the mountains
Commander clear.
His name went up like a haystack
And the ashes spread.
A fierce wind took it,
Along the paths he took.
And in every place on earth
Where he watched over by a pastor,
Where a worker read
And a student heard
And a farmer followed
He grew silent before his name.
And so it is again fighting
Che in the struggle of men.
He is perhaps one more death
But his lightning glared
When burst cut
His blood into two equal parts.
October is Trizo
Like a volcano or a blue glass,
America restless hid
His fury cold metal,
And from the mountains to the coast
He opened his bitter pain flower.
And it was a surprise final
And the battle that lengthens.
Pastor saw: go!
I'll go, Commander, go!
Until victory, I go! 1969