Pesme solidarnosti sa Kubom/Poems of solidarity with Cuba

 Kubanska revolucija je bastion nade za sve generacije koje su stasavale posle nje. I posle decenija blokade i sankcija, od kraja januara 2026. godine, imperijalistički apetiti golijatskog komšije rešile su da uguše svaki tračak svetlosti nade sa zelenog krokodila potpunom blokadom ulaska nafte i naftnih derivata. Prkoseći tome, slobodoljubiv narod sveta se organizovao u konvoje solidarnosti kako bi probili ilegalnu blokadu i uzvratili nadom i solidarnošću Kubi i njenom narodu. U tom duhu, izveden je i performans sastavljen od Pesme solidarnosti i pesme Havana, Kuba, 21. mart 2026. The Cuban Revolution is a bastion of hope for all generations that have come after it. And after decades of blockade and sanctions, since the end of January 2026, the imperialist appetites of the Goliath neighbor have decided to extinguish every glimmer of hope from the green crocodile by completely blocking the entry of oil and oil derivatives. In defiance, the freedom-loving people of the world have organized themselves into solidarity convoys to break through the illegal blockade and return hope and solidarity to Cuba and its people. In this spirit, a performance was also performed consisting of the Song of Solidarity and the song Havana, Cuba, March 21, 2026.

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Pesma solidarnosti

ja te ne poznajem po imenu

i ti nisi samo broj

nisi neko za precrtati

štaviše

nisi ni neko čije ime samo treba

pisati

ja te ne poznajem po prezimenu

ne poznajem te po godinama

broju bora

odeći koju ne nosiš

ja te poznajem po zvuku koraka

koji uzdrma tle svojim ponosom

po uzdignutoj pesnici

koja prkosi nepravdi

po tome koliko treperiš

koliko buktiš

koliko ne ćutiš

o tlačenjima

represijama

zločinima

o tome koliko si glas

nemih duša

ja te poznajem

jer pevamo istu pesmu

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Havana, Kuba, 21.mart 2026.

Tvoja ljubav, Če, je prva ljubav

koju sam osetila u drhtajima nepravde

uzdisajima nedozrelog bunta

mraku u kome živim

oslobođena privilegije da

svedočim pesmama pobede

Neki smo te sreće

da smo gledali kako se

medicinske brigade bore

do kraja sveta

Pitam

šta je dobrobit čoveka

u imperijalnom planu?

U ova mračna vremena

sve naše sreće

sva naša srca

pevaće Kubi

pevaće revoluciji

sirenama brodova

koji danas pristaju

na dokove slobode

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Poem of Solidarity

I don’t know you by name

and you are not just a number

you’re not someone who should be crossed on a list

moreover

you’re not someone whose name should just be

written

I don’t know you by your last name

I don’t know you by your age

nor by age marks

or the clothes you do not wear

I know you by the sound of your steps

which shakes the ground with its pride

by your risen fist

which defies the injustice

by how much you tremble

how much you burn

how much you don’t remain silent

about oppression

repression

crimes

about how much you are the voice

of the speechless souls

I know you

because we sing the same song

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Havana, Cuba, March 21, 2026

Your love, Che, is the first love

that I felt in the tremors of injustice

in the sighs of immature rebellion

in the darkness in which I live

freed from the privilege of

witnessing the songs of victory

Some of us are lucky

to have watched as

medical brigades fight

until the end of the world

I ask

what is the wellbeing of man

in the imperialist plan?

In these dark times

all our happiness

all our hearts

sing to Cuba

sing to the revolution

to the sirens of the ships

that are arriving today

at the docks of freedom

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