In history there are moments
When all victories
Seem to flee
But the one who never despairs
Wins, seeking in self-esteem
The unyielding strength to be.
By watering the desert of conscience
A new being has been born,
It's time to move on my friend
For you are the guerrillero
History gave to us.
We watered the desert of conscience
A new being has been born,
It's time to move on my friend
For you are the guerrillera
History gave to us.
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