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Translation
Winds of the people
Again they want to stain
my homeland with worker blood
those who speak of freedom
and have their hands black
Those who want to divide
a mother from her children
and want to reconstruct
the cross that Christ carried
They want to hide the infamy
bequeathed for centuries
but the color of assassins
won't be erased from their faces
There were thousands and thousands
those who gave their blood
and in generous flows
multiplied the loaves
Now I want to live
with my son and my brother
the spring we all are
building daily
I'm not scared of the threat
chiefs of misery!
The star of hope
will continue to be ours
Winds of people carry me
winds of people'll blow me away
they spread my heart
and they air my throat
This is how the poet sang
when death takes me
along the people's paths
from now and forever
Guest on 2020-04-11
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