guerrilla to you, you are a symbol of libertarian aspiration. Our revolution
dignify your name.
guerrillas who were also against the enslavement of conquest, took up arms to defend the King of Spain. Guerrilla
to you, you are freedom fighter par excellence.
To you who are the chosen of the people, the vanguard of the same in their struggle for liberation. Your
guerrilla war is war the entire people against oppression dominant.
Thou art his art guerrilla army.
They are your reason, your strength and triumph. Your
guerrilla army, is the most outstanding soldier.
In your guerrilla war, everything is nocturnal.
Covered in knowledge of the terrain, walking at night ... and know everything ... the friendly and enemy houses, protected sites, those where you can leave a wounded, those where you can set up a temporary camp, because you know like the back of the hand jungle where you live ....
You do that and you do it because the people, your people, the very core of the guerrilla army, is behind each of your actions.
are your informants, nurses, providers fighting ...
Some still wonder why struggle?
I would reply that you, guerrilla, are a social reformer.
say that you take up arms as an angry protest and struggle to change the social system that keeps all your unarmed brothers in ignominy and misery.
you exercise against the special conditions of the institutions and you do a break with all the vigor that circumstances allow you to ...
What a guerrilla tactical needs?
knowledge of the terrain, access and escape.
Maneuvering speed
Support
people hiding places naturally.
The guerrilla is primarily and foremost, an agricultural revolution.
interprets the wishes of the vast peasant masses of owning land.
Owner of the means of production, their animals, so everything has struggled for years, what is your life and would also be its graveyard.
This struggle is yours as long as the establishment of individual ownership. Your parents
farmers have doubled their backs on the new graves that tore their livelihood. Their backs
thousand sacrifices that gave birth to the coffee plants of steep hills.
His sweat individual ...
His infinite love ...
a part of themselves ...
But suddenly, the coffee plants began to flower with grain that was his hope, and it was there which new owners of the land ... political bosses killing all the rebels to arbitrary ...
To your grandfather, he snatched the leader ...
Your parents, the priest of the gun ...
Yourself, you took from abroad your brother ...
Poverty Hunger
disease and death ....
And then, you peasant dress, green uniformed He
Santa Marta Bolivar dying to reset your side ...
returned to the jungle with unwavering determination to fight until victory. Rebel
to death or freedom.
to you that you're in the jungle
Hail To your family ... from strafing conucos abandoned wildlife, individual shelters ... of periodic leaks from war zones, the smoking ruins of their old home ...
To you, that you're in the jungle,
To you whom do not share the extreme decision of kidnapping
And I think you would not want to get there.
to you that you're in the jungle, I assure you that someday, sooner or later
as singing Ali, our rivers Magdalena and Orinoco embrace.
And that day you and I, brother of Colombia, raise together the tricolor,
the banner of peace and the guerrillas, will be vindicated.
Martha
dignify your name.
guerrillas who were also against the enslavement of conquest, took up arms to defend the King of Spain. Guerrilla
to you, you are freedom fighter par excellence.
To you who are the chosen of the people, the vanguard of the same in their struggle for liberation. Your
guerrilla war is war the entire people against oppression dominant.
Thou art his art guerrilla army.
They are your reason, your strength and triumph. Your
guerrilla army, is the most outstanding soldier.
In your guerrilla war, everything is nocturnal.
Covered in knowledge of the terrain, walking at night ... and know everything ... the friendly and enemy houses, protected sites, those where you can leave a wounded, those where you can set up a temporary camp, because you know like the back of the hand jungle where you live ....
You do that and you do it because the people, your people, the very core of the guerrilla army, is behind each of your actions.
are your informants, nurses, providers fighting ...
Some still wonder why struggle?
I would reply that you, guerrilla, are a social reformer.
say that you take up arms as an angry protest and struggle to change the social system that keeps all your unarmed brothers in ignominy and misery.
you exercise against the special conditions of the institutions and you do a break with all the vigor that circumstances allow you to ...
What a guerrilla tactical needs?
knowledge of the terrain, access and escape.
Maneuvering speed
Support
people hiding places naturally.
The guerrilla is primarily and foremost, an agricultural revolution.
interprets the wishes of the vast peasant masses of owning land.
Owner of the means of production, their animals, so everything has struggled for years, what is your life and would also be its graveyard.
This struggle is yours as long as the establishment of individual ownership. Your parents
farmers have doubled their backs on the new graves that tore their livelihood. Their backs
thousand sacrifices that gave birth to the coffee plants of steep hills.
His sweat individual ...
His infinite love ...
a part of themselves ...
But suddenly, the coffee plants began to flower with grain that was his hope, and it was there which new owners of the land ... political bosses killing all the rebels to arbitrary ...
To your grandfather, he snatched the leader ... Your parents, the priest of the gun ...
Yourself, you took from abroad your brother ...
Poverty Hunger
disease and death ....
And then, you peasant dress, green uniformed He
Santa Marta Bolivar dying to reset your side ...
returned to the jungle with unwavering determination to fight until victory. Rebel
to death or freedom.
to you that you're in the jungle
Hail To your family ... from strafing conucos abandoned wildlife, individual shelters ... of periodic leaks from war zones, the smoking ruins of their old home ...
To you, that you're in the jungle,
To you whom do not share the extreme decision of kidnapping
And I think you would not want to get there.
to you that you're in the jungle, I assure you that someday, sooner or later
as singing Ali, our rivers Magdalena and Orinoco embrace.
And that day you and I, brother of Colombia, raise together the tricolor,
the banner of peace and the guerrillas, will be vindicated.
Martha
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