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One in Bolivia, the leader of the partisans
And two of his
Were forced to flee the mountains for their

Through green and villages they sped along the little roads
The peasants and shouted as they hurried by
Jesus called out to every one, "Don't think we are leaving
They only tried to frighten us with guns, we return"

Continue with work
with your talk
You it in your hands
To own your lives, to own lands

The people and shouted
And ran along a little while
Then and watched
Their hands restless and empty

The body of was in the jeep
That blew up before it reached the plane
The priest was to bless him
For what there was of him remaining in the

Continue with work
with your talk
You have it in your
To own your lives, to own lands

There is no one who can you
The road you be on
They only tell you, can show you
And tomorrow they are gone

The of oil and incense fill the room in this adobe hut
Where on the table lies the of a man
His face is pale and young, his is dark and curled
Pennies hold his eyelids the evening light

People the village those who knew him, those who killed him
Stand the door, their hands are restless and empty
They watch the priest make silent in the air
And pray to God inside their for their own souls

Continue your work
with your talk
You have it in hands
To own your lives, to own your

There is no one who can you
The road you be on
They only tell you, can show you
And then they are gone

Continue with work
Continue with your
You have it in your
To own your lives, to own your

There is no one who can you
The you should be on
They tell you, they can show you
And tomorrow they are gone

Continue with work
with your talk
You have it in your
To own your lives, to own your

is no one who can show you
The road you be on
They only tell you, they can you
And then tomorrow are gone

Continue with your
Continue your talk
You it in your hands
To own your lives, to own lands