hiriendote Long story went,
in the beginning, middle and end
sin to sin, nail to nail.
was not only the evil of your time;
I also went with them. I had
prisoner, I also went with them;
you nailed on the cross: I nailed you
wounded insult you, insult you
and solitude of the mountain I was indifferent to
let it die an innocent mocked,
my best friend, Jesus Christ people.
I nailed my silence to the tortured man;
my brother hungry, you insulted my silence. We
hammering today,
sin to sin; nail to nail,
the Lord's people in pain,
the Lord of the humble humiliated.
We've been pierced by bidonvilles Paris, crucified,
, Favela,
and favelas and "takes",
camps and " mushrooms "
Chile, Brazil, Colombia,
by "young people" of Peru,
by mangy rats that surround the big city,
by dirty cardboard covering the pain of poverty,
cold at night, by hot days.
saw the people of the poor buying water by the liter
in arenas populated Lima,
a few meters from the
gardens and fountains of San Isidro;
thought about the reed and the sponge of vinegar
in the parched lips of my best friend, Jesus.
And I saw the children of the city charging
logs and dump tables;
in their carts Malemort;
Ti saw you up the hill
all crosses;
with all the crosses that you raise.
But many are crossing barricade
and suffering people among their ranks,
the hands of God, the Victorious.
He is the Lord, his name shines in
sweaty forehead,
the stubborn hope of the poor.
Ye can not hide it nailed now
in these crosses, each day
blood you can not delete your lies,
headlines in your newspapers,
on your TV,
on top of Calvary are you always yelling:
" Marxist, communist, blasphemous, terrorist! "
but in the temple, the Christ of the poor,
will
tearing the veil and the cross erected broken marble walls
and safes,
without hatred, without violence
because the power of the poor
and the people's strength named:
"Jesus Christ of Nazareth, King of the Jews"
This name has been written in all languages \u200b\u200b
and nail like a flag
on the outskirts of every city.
ss.cc Esteban Gumucio, Priest.
in the beginning, middle and end
sin to sin, nail to nail.
was not only the evil of your time;
I also went with them. I had
prisoner, I also went with them;
you nailed on the cross: I nailed you
wounded insult you, insult you
and solitude of the mountain I was indifferent to
let it die an innocent mocked,
my best friend, Jesus Christ people.
I nailed my silence to the tortured man;
my brother hungry, you insulted my silence. We
hammering today,
sin to sin; nail to nail,
the Lord's people in pain,
the Lord of the humble humiliated.
We've been pierced by bidonvilles Paris, crucified,
, Favela,
and favelas and "takes",
camps and " mushrooms "
Chile, Brazil, Colombia,
by "young people" of Peru,
by mangy rats that surround the big city,
by dirty cardboard covering the pain of poverty,
cold at night, by hot days.
saw the people of the poor buying water by the liter
in arenas populated Lima,
a few meters from the
gardens and fountains of San Isidro;
thought about the reed and the sponge of vinegar
in the parched lips of my best friend, Jesus.
And I saw the children of the city charging
logs and dump tables;
in their carts Malemort;
Ti saw you up the hill
all crosses;
with all the crosses that you raise.
But many are crossing barricade
and suffering people among their ranks,
the hands of God, the Victorious.
He is the Lord, his name shines in
sweaty forehead,
the stubborn hope of the poor.
Ye can not hide it nailed now
in these crosses, each day
blood you can not delete your lies,
headlines in your newspapers,
on your TV,
on top of Calvary are you always yelling:
" Marxist, communist, blasphemous, terrorist! "
but in the temple, the Christ of the poor,
will
tearing the veil and the cross erected broken marble walls
and safes,
without hatred, without violence
because the power of the poor
and the people's strength named:
"Jesus Christ of Nazareth, King of the Jews"
This name has been written in all languages \u200b\u200b
and nail like a flag
on the outskirts of every city.
ss.cc Esteban Gumucio, Priest.
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