These days, GolondrinaAzul introduced me to Jorge Debravo ... hadabruja and shared with me, this poem in particular, of Bolivar ...
I wanted to share it with you ...
think that the coffin he did lie,
but he still stands ...
I follow your steps when the rebellion and dignity they stutter
steeples.
Alto, hard standing, Bolivar and Bolivar
sweat breathe at work.
Ah, how I love you, My country, America
blood, how I love you!
I love you so, oak with the bone under the Bolívar
arm muscle,
hand writing bolivar, bolivar
with walking heel ...
Alto, hard standing, Bolivar and Bolivar
mature sweat at work.
Jorge Debravo
... Deposit of junk ... (Http://corotos.blogspot.com/) 
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