Sister Africa lifts the head not to make you stamp on.
Lacerated inside and out you seem reached the end.
Still raised again sister and struggle not to fold up your knees.
Sister Africa I reach out for you to never release her/it.
I pass you a pò of me so that you can rise again.
to Pueblo Feliz.
Grasping the gun to eliminate your adversary you have found under earth.
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