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Viva!!
There's
Cuban doctors fanning out, across the Americas
Bringing their love of medicine, their medicine of love
Tens
of thousands spreading out, across the Americas.
You
won't read it in the Times, or see it on TV
The rich don't like that kind of news, but if it was up to
me
I'd
make a million fliers, and give them out for free
There's Cuban doctors flying in, and they're making history.
From
Haiti to the Southern Cone, and many posts between
They organise their lives around the people most in need
The
countryside and barrios, where no-one has a dime
And of course the bourgouis doctors simply don't have time
To
live in workers' districts, and work for years for free
They say health-care's for profit, but the Cubans don't agree.
They
used to say that Cuba swam in a sea of Russian money
But that was many years ago, and to the rich it isn't funny
For
it seems sometimes where e'er they go, & workers resist
attacks
It's like staring in the mirror - there's a Cuban staring
back!
Way
back in '61 they helped Algeria defeat the French
And ever since that time they've been in the global trench
When
the Apartheid racist army occupied Angola
300,000 Cubans went to meet them there as soldiers
And
when the racist army turned on it's heel and ran
It was referred to in the media as 'South Africa's Vietnam'
And
Cuba was the first country that Nelson Mandela praised
For supporting the people's struggle since the earliest of
days
It
was on a platform with Mandela, that Fidel Castro said
"Many took gold from Africa, all we brought home were
our dead."
As
Che Guevara stated, and it fits the Cuban doctors like a glove
"A true revolutionary is guided by a great sense of love."
There's
a bill-board in Havana, and I've seen it with my eyes
You can't really miss it, it's about a hundred foot high
And
this bright & breezy bill-board, what it says is true
It says, "Mister Imperialists, we are not afraid of you."
Mister
Imperialists, we are not afraid of you.
We are not afraid of you.
Mister
Imperialists, we are not afraid of you.
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