A aquél que, pese a la distancia, nunca dejará de ser un hermano, ya lo he dicho y lo repetiré (hoy solidario con Esa innoble causa):

How can I, that girl standing there,
My attention fix
On Roman or on Russian
Or on Spanish politics,
Yet here's a travelled man that knows
What he talks about,
And there's a politician
That has both read and tought,
And maybe what they say is true
Of war and war's alarms,
But O that I were young again
And held her in my arms.

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