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REVOLUTION 

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With Zapata´s eyes you walk

And Images pass by , under a Charro hat

And you´ve been figthing for days under a Charro hat

You get to the Capital City

And look at the Presidential chair

Above there is a ligth bulb that dazzles but darkens

And everybody is wondering

Who is  really goig to dare sit in that chair?

Morning is cold, wet face, sun is rising

a battle in the Axusco Mountains

You have no fear but you can´t deal with confusion

That is what got you to ride the horse

and it will chace you by the same distance forever

The Parlament´s Comision doesnt recognize the President

The President doesnt recognize the Parlament´s Comision

for centuries whe have been looking for, Imagining, Inventig

fake

HAPYNESS