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Ché Guevara!
You stupid T-shirt
That you are not returning to the revolution
And I no longer have faith
I have no money, no table,
Where Can I eat?
I work in a factory,
I'm not more than eight or nine years old,
I'm the coolest statistic!
A little girl, India,
Where is the justice that you promised me, Ché Guevara? One night ago he thought he could
Help me
In buying,
In buying the t-shirt of the revolution
It no longer exists!
With the destiny that I have no I want to live.
With the one you have, don't sleep in peace
Because I see you like this, with that stained face,
You are not you, you already settled for it
Guevara
I no longer have faith, ché, I no longer have faith
The cause is mocked and I will not forget it, ché