Comrade in arms
From one life
Two lives met at the intersection
Under red flags of resistance
You greeted me with a hug
How warm the company
Kubalas with a tight handshake
Coherent in the appeal
One in purpose
I remember every discourse
I remember every argument
in class, in headquarters, on the train, and in the fringe stalls
You remember the flyers we shared
You remember the red newspaper we're hawking
As loud as the struggle we sing
Our slogans and demands shout as hard as fist
Ever shivered during the rain shower demonstrations
never been together in the heat of strike action
Been together in various resistance and battle
How proud I see you with a megaphone leading the line
