Santiago

I’m sure,
I’m sure of it now,
The key lies in the Sierra Maestra
I’m sure,
I’m sure of it now,
Santiago and Castro in La Granma
I see,
I see it now,
History repeats the fact of the matter.
I see,
I see it now,
With inspiration from the lepers in San Pablo.
A man looks down over Havana,
As a light shines over Espana.
I stop,
I stop it now,
The power eating the wings of the people.
I hold,
I hold it now,
The new world in my heart like a burden,
I mix,
I mix it now,
The compound of blood and rust on the carpet
I’m sure,
I’m sure of it now,
Santiago and Castro in La Granma.
A man looks down over Havana,
As a light shines over Espana.