GUERRA CIVIL ESPAÑOLA: 1938

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Canción del Flecha

Canción del Frente de Juventudes de Falange Española.
Autor, Agustín de Foxá.1938.

¡En pie, flechas de España! Falange es victoriosa.
Dame el fusil pequeño, que suena ya una clara voz:

Para que tu crecieras sobre una Patria hermosa,

tus hermanos mayores cayeron cara al sol.

Un día dejaremos los viejos camaradas;
escuelas y talleres e iremos todos a formar,
en un soto florido, al pie de las espadas,
porque la Patria joven ha amanecido ya.

Si me Quieres Escribir

También conocida como "Ya sabes mi paradero" y "El frente de Gandesa".

Compuesta durante la Batalla del Ebro. 1938.

Los moros que trajo Franco en Madrid quieren entrar,
mientras queden milicianos los moros no pasarán.

Si me quieres escribir ya sabes mi paradero,
Tercera Brigada Mixta primera línea de fuego.

Aunque me tiren el puente también la pasarela,
me verás pasar el Ebro en un barquito de vela.

Diez mil veces que los tiren, diez mil veces los haremos,
tenemos cabeza dura los del Cuerpo de Ingenieros.

En el Ebro se han hundido las banderas italianas,
y en los puentes solo quedan las que son republicanas.

El Valle del Jarama

Canción de la XV Brigada Internacional basada en la melodía
El valle del Río Rojo, canción folklórica americana.

Autores, Alex McDade and others. 1938.

There's a valley in Spain called Jarama
it's a place that we all know so well
it was there that we fought against the fascists
we saw a peaceful valley turn to hell.

From this valley they say we are going
but don't hasten to bid us adieu
even though we lost the battle at Jarama
we'll set this valley free 'fore we're through.

We were men of the Lincoln battalion
we're proud of the fight that we made
we know that you people of the valley
will remember our Lincoln brigade.

From this valley they say we are going
but don't hasten to bid us adieu
even though we lost the battle at Jarama
we'll set this valley free 'fore we're through.

You will never find peace with these fascists
you will never find friends such as we
so remember that valley of Jarama
and the people that'll set that valley free.

From this valley they say that we're going
Don't hasten to bid us adieu
even though we lost the battle at Jarama
we'll set this valley free 'fore we're through.

All this world is like this valley called Jarama
so green and so bright and so fair
no fascists can dwell in our valley
nor breathe in our new freedom's air.

From this valley they say that we're going
Do not hasten to bid us adieu
even though we lost the battle at Jarama
we'll set this valley free 'fore we're through.

VERSIÓN ORIGINAL
There´s a valley in Spain called Jarama
it´s a place that we all know so well
It was there that we gave of our manhood
and there that our brave comrades fell
We are proud of the Lincoln Battalion
and the fight for Madrid that we made
Where we fought like true sons of the people
as a part of the Fifteen Brigade
Now we´re background this valley of sorrows
and its Madrid we´ll never forget
so before we continue this reunion
let us stand to our glorius dead.