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If I to Cuba it sang to him, it sang a song to him, would have to be a son, a revolutionary son. Feet with feet, hand with hand, heart to heart. Heart to heart, feet with feet, hand with hand, as it is spoken to a brother, if you want to me, here I am. Victor Jara, 'To Cuba' |