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Candle for Durruti
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Written some time after the fall of the Berlin Wall, this song is a tribute to La Pasionaria, Dorruti, the Lincoln Brigade and all the others around the world who fought and generally died in defense of freedom in Spain.
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"If the great Phil Ochs were to rise from the dead today, he would probably be hailed as the new David Rovics." Andy Kershaw, BBC
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Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
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Peak #104
Peak in subgenre #7
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Sung by David Rovics
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Written by Al Grierson
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June 14, 2005
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MP3 8.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Written some time after the fall of the Berlin Wall, this song is a tribute to La Pasionaria, Dorruti, the Lincoln Brigade and all the others around the world who fought and generally died in defense of freedom in Spain. The Spanish Civil War is seen by many as the real beginning of WWII, and also represents perhaps the most spectacular outpouring of international solidarity the world has ever seen. Though the war in Spain was won by the Spanish fascists (with the aid of Hitler's planes, Mussolini's troops and America's oil), the legacy of the International Brigades who went to defend Spain's democractic government continues to inspire many today.
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(by Al Grierson) Well the headline on the paper said the good guys won the war And the red star won't be shinin' over Moscow anymore My heart fell like a sparrow in the depth of my despair When I saw La Pasionaria with a flower in her hair In a postcard by Picasso, so defiant and serene With the mercy of a mother and as grand as any queen She had gathered all her children under many different drums In the power of her promise when the revolution comes In the darkness and disorder, in the fire of our fears She had bound our broken bodies in the rainbow of her tears In the hour of our triumph, with a promise to prevail And another for the future in the hour that we failed And so my friend and comrade, as you go across the sea I ask no shining souvenirs, but only send to me The finest rum of Cuba from the finest sugar cane And a postcard by Picasso when you reach the coast of Spain And remember 'til tomorrow as we leave our banners furled That it only took six days to make, and ten to shake the world Light a candle for Dorruti and we'll honor all the brave With a rollcall of the fallen in the dust on Franco's grave (Repeat first verse)
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