In Nicaragua
another hot iron was broken
with which the eagle gave
his signal to the people.
In Nicaragua
another rope with bait was broken
with which the eagle bound
the worker by the neck.
The grass has started burning
in the continent
the borders kiss each other
and start burning.
I remember a man
who died for that
and who seeing this day
like a specter of the hills
laughed jubilantly.
The specter is Sandino
with Bolívar and Che
because the three of them
walked the same path.
These three walkers
with the same fate
have already become giants
they have already mocked death.
Now the eagle has his greatest ailment
Nicaragua is hurting him
for love hurts him.
And it hurts him that the child
goes to school healthy
because with that wood
of justice and care
his spur cannot be sharpened.
Nicaragua will go
its way in glory
because it was wise blood
that made its history.
A brother tells you this
who bled with you
A Cuban tells you this
A friend tells you this.