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Ode To Farabundo Martí

En sus manos la pasión y lágrimas de una nación|

La batalla por la liberación|

Ocultaron su voz|

Pero su mensaje rompió el silencio de una nación|

Canciónes y gritos sostienen su imagen y mensaje en la lengua de aquellos ovidados|

El representa el coraje y el odio|

El amor|

Y el honor|

El sudor construido por la calor que dio el sol en la frente de los secuestrados sin justificación|

Este es el hombre que dio su vida por la liberación de mi querida nación|

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  1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Up1ZoacOQgs

    Just thought I'd share this with you. It's a truly beautiful and poetic song written by a group that I think was part of the FMLN. "Regalo para un niño" was originally titled "Poema para un niño". It's also written in the memory of Farabundo Marti.

    Listen to it. It's an extremely poetic and moving song, especially towards the end. Hope you like it :)


    Love this poem too as well by the way. Beautifully written. Spanish poems are always awesome.

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  2. You should write more spanish poems :)

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  3. THANK YOU SOO MUCH!!! Daniela.
    For showing me this song and video. It is very lovely and powerful. I appreciate you sharing it with me :)
    It makes my love for my people grow even more.

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  4. And yes, I know I should but I tend to think mainly in english. Thats why all except one of my poems is in English. But I have this book in spanish that I will be reading as soon as I'm done with the one I'm currently reading. I know that will stimulate my mind to think more in spanish.
    Please bare with me.

    Te prometo que voy ha escribir mas poemas en español :D

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