I want my foot to be famous marching for justice in the burned Santiago
I want my voice to be famous choring revolutionary chants
I want my heart to be famous in the heat of a barricade
I want my face to be famous under my capucha as a bandit
I want my people to be famous for fighting against dictatorial rules
I want freedom and solidarity to be famous here, there, everywhere
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