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78 lines
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Funereal song to Che Guevara
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What do you and I,
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We will do,
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take clay
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for the new man.
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His blood will come
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of all bloods,
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erasing the centuries
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of fear and hunger.
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By arm, a rifle;
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look for light,
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and with the idea
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one leaning bullet.
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And where love
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a cry hidden,
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millions of ears
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will be receptive.
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Their cry will
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war and victory,
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as a tablateo
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heralding the glory.
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And heart
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We give that man,
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that of the guerrilla
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we all know.
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What do you and I
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(Per arm, a gun)
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We will do
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(For light eyes)
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take clay:
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It is early morning.
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Inglés:
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We will make him, you and I,
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we will make him,
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let us take the clay
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for the new man.
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His blood will come
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from all bloods,
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wiping out the centuries
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of fear and hunger
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His arm: a rifle,
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His light: the gaze
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and near to the notion
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Aimed an bullet.
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Where there is love and
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a hidden cry,
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Millions of ears
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will hear it.
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His cry will be
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one of war and victory,
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like a machine gun burst
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That Announces glory.
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And as a heart
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to this man we will give
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the heart of the guerrilla
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That all of us know.
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We will make him, you and I
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(His arm: a rifle)
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we will make him
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(His light: the gaze)
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let us take the clay
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the day has dawned. 1965
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