El Che would be today a poet
Or a singer of a melody
He wouldn’t the revolution forget
And with heedful eyes the truth see
Every part of his body’s a mixture
Of hope and a love song
In shadowy flickering fixture
With both the weak and the strong
“I could tell you what to do
Make you see rightly on
Letting you know the rebellion’s for you
And shall never be gone”
He’d show
That dreams could be build
On something
That is now lost
And nothing
Of the opportunities spilled
Though walls inner structures
Be tossed
El Che would be today a singer
Playing and giving revolution
A man of sunrise that’s a bringer
Of the ways of futures intuition
Completing to keep his promise
That theme of his songs are dealing
On grounds that comments his wish
In ideas of freedom's freewheeling
He’d show
That dreams could be build
On something
That is now lost
And nothing
Of the opportunities spilled
Though walls inner structures
Be tossed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem