Viene, viene

```(Milonga tune)

Here comes, here comes, will come
Bringing no other currency but Freedom!

They say in Higueritas,
they tell in Zapará,
his whole voice went around
claiming it.

The sugarcane workers know it,
the rural laborer knows it;
the landless countrymen,
horse nor bread.

It has your very face
and is neither less nor more,
nor halo nor mask,
but willpower.```