M o o n s h i n e
We have the arm of the word.
We also have the weapon of our culture,
of our being what we are...
We have the weapon of music,
the weapon of dance.
We have the weapon of the mountain,
that old revolutionare who fights along with us,
with her roads, hiding places and hillsides,
with her trees, with her rains, with her suns,
with her dawns, with her moons...
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