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Homeland

Rata Blanca

Patria

Quienes son los que poseen
Esa extensa soledad
Contaran en el juicio final
Una historia criminal

Tus indios murieron por las manos viles
De los que desearon que no fueran libres
Oh! libres, libres, oh, libres

Si hay un dios que reciba
A los muertos en el sur
Inmolados quizás por defender
La mentira del deber
Te dieron su vida y ellos
Fueron miles
Son héroes perdidos de la
Patria libre...
Como cielo y mar

Entre textos de primaria
De mi patria existirán
Grandes hombres que no supieron dar
A mi pueblo libertad
Los gritos de guerra
Hoy son inservibles
Unamos la tierra y seremos libres.

Homeland

Who are the ones who possess
That vast loneliness
They will be counted in the final judgment
A criminal history

Your natives died by the vile hands
Of those who wished they were not free
Oh! free, free, oh, free

If there is a god who receives
The dead in the south
Perhaps sacrificed for defending
The lie of duty
They gave you their lives and they
Were thousands
They are lost heroes of the
Free homeland...
Like sky and sea

Among primary school texts
Of my homeland there will be
Great men who did not know how to give
My people freedom
The war cries
Today are useless
Let's unite the land and we will be free.

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