Rocinante beautiful of my dreams and desires Yearning, libertarian way
lie down with Don Quixote Sancho
Marching top destination
open skies awakening, light in the shadows of giants cartoons
annihilating
Cave of uncertain future
obtuse system that no longer exists horizon
Quijote
green meadow, hope
child still in the nests of sighs street
Eat a time in his life before dying
Rocinante, tenderness, love life conquered
To share and spread your destination mana equal
Given the collective misery and cruel dark asphalt of greed
That one day your name rode
Blind misery sparrows
Today
walk Sancho, Quixote my destiny
solidarity towards the result of the immense love of mountains
Mover And life changes needed
For children
die today without saying his name on a break
His body lost hope
nest
trampled Today and For the money tied up capital,
Forgotten system, our soul, in your little body
That today nests in my verse To transform collective consciousness
With the image of Don Quixote and Sancho
OH rocinante hope my dreams
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