"succeeded in wiping out the Indians? For the savages of America feel an invincible repugnance could not help it. This rabble are but few Indians who send nasty hang up now if they reappear. Lautaro and some Indians Caupolicán are lousy, because that is all. Unable to progress, their extermination is providential and helpful, sublime and great. They should be exterminated without even forgive the small who already has the instinctive hatred civilized man. "Domingo Faustino Sarmiento
(1811-1888)
" We as a nation engaged in a contest in which the native races takes upon himself the terrible curse of his death, written on behalf of civilization. Destroy, therefore, morally that race springs and annihilate its political, tribal order disappears and if necessary divide the family. This breed broken and scattered, will eventually embrace the cause of civilization. The Middle Colonies, the Marina, the northern provinces and coastal theater used for this purpose. "Julio Argentino Roca
(1843-1914)
Source: http://www.elortiba.org/guedes.html
They came, we hid it: here they found gods that dance.
Because even today people are happy.
reap the fruit that gives them the land. They worship the sun that gives heat. Build throughout cities that defy the heights.
Tomorrow will the invader, which for now is only three spots approaching from the east, across the endless ocean.
So keep singing and dancing, be happy. Tomorrow, tomorrow is another day.
do you think, Queen Elizabeth, the Pope and cocoa, of these Indians into balls and beak of the toucan. Because the invader will not only bring death and steel, fire and pain, in exchange for gold and silver will also take the fruits of the earth, its flavor, aroma and color. The
call and say bring uncivilized civilization. A civilization that believes a metal gold nugget worth more than the lives of thousands of you. A civilization that will believe that change all the fruits of your earth receive mirrors of color. A civilization that will remain ignorant of more 500 years.
And we said, "Close your eyes, give me land, is the Bible."
For along with civilization and the enemy will bring the "true religion" the religion of one god. The religion that will take a dim any show of happiness, love ... love. And under his banner, a symbol of love and sacrifice for others, sacrifice thousands of you, burning at the stake for doing what they enact and dare not do. So today I sing and dance, brothers, worship your gods. Tomorrow comes the invader, and nothing stays the same.
What do you think, Queen Elizabeth, your history of paper. Your museum does not smell good, fire and skin burn book. Sing and dance For along with civilization and the enemy will bring the "true religion" the religion of one god. The religion that will take a dim any show of happiness, love ... love. And under his banner, a symbol of love and sacrifice for others, sacrifice thousands of you, burning at the stake for doing what they enact and dare not do. So today I sing and dance, brothers, worship your gods. Tomorrow comes the invader, and nothing stays the same.
today still can, because the invaders not only burn your children, but that their culture and history as well. Burn its traditions, its festivals, art ... the colors. So Wear your party, wear your best clothes and ornaments, color fill yourself and life. Starting tomorrow, the earth will turn gray. Patriots
imported natives without ear. The death screams Earth! And the song Chacarera! And they told us: "Time is money and resources in this foreign land."
And once killed your gods, buried your memory, your culture and tradition incediadas, the invader will impose their own customs. Clothe their usages, will baptize you in your religion and change their names to your rivers and mountains, trees and animals, cities and your children, and call you with strange names to languages \u200b\u200bspoken here. And you, sons and daughters of the indigenous peoples, will be aliens and strangers in the land of their birth.
But do not worry, tomorrow comes the invader. Today there is still time to celebrate and be happy. That their songs and laughter are heard loud and high. The sound of the earth transcends borders time and space. I am writing this more than 500 years later and I can hear them.
History written by winners, failed to silence the drums. Source: http://lacasadelpoio.wordpress.com/

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