Tania
Tania
I'd wanted; still want
To see you and have talk
You, rebel, we share much
Some tell me you have died
Went your way; not El Che's
You were washed and drowned.
Talk to me, stand up.
Raise a voice, shout out-loud:
"That is wrong...I'm alive."
I too, will:
"I work hard, never die."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
my names tania lol