przemowoAnalizator/piosenki/Che_esperanza_-_Испанский.txt
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Che esperanza - Испанский
Sleep, sleep, Indian boy,
Here comes the Commander.
With the smoke from his cigar
Sowing stars at night.
Granny, granny
Who?
Sleep, sleep, little Indian,
Acordate of his name.
Their footprints on the road
They are a flower that opens!
Granny, granny
Who?
Is the cry of the wind,
The caress of dawn.
The hope, my child
It's called Che Guevara!
He is a man of struggle and passion,
The soul of the Revolution,
The new man,
The guerrilla son
I always, always live in my song.