And victory will grow slowly, as they have always grown victories (Mario Benedetti).
Victory is the time. Is the water that ran under the bridge, is the rain that drenched everything from at Sabina sings, that rain today. The victory is his strength, consistency in his speech as always, the sense of freedom leaving and left. Sing what you can not sing is a clear example of freedom. Ovarian well positioned and freedom. Being exiled, be expelled, be threatened, to sing what can not sing it, it sounds strange, another clear example of freedom. I imagine she must have the option to withdraw, to sing songs harmless, to be photographed smiling next to the tyrants in power, to get into the shell of non-questioning, never say I do not agree, have had all these options I imagine, and not used. What I used was their right, their reckless right, singing things like give thanks to misfortune and hand with dagger because it killed me so bad and I kept singing, for example. And they used when the rights were a distant dream, a cause for pain, when words were, more than ever, double-edged swords, kill you (unfair and definitely not as bad as the knife hand with the song ) or you exiled. And the exile, and guess who was exiled (humans, not the words) also thought it was final, the victory was theirs, that time could not bring defeat. Because time is victory, but it was not for them.
They now must be as old like her, so physically weak as her, so close to death (which is not victory, and safe start to understand it) as it was it must consider the charge of the world and should not understand. Or better yet (my optimism and my naivete are tough), they do understand. Should see the tears of all, the cry of all, tear all the homage and praise of all. Should note that more than a remote and alien places his death, she died as a cover story, and should listen to the people (artists, anonymous, presidents in democracy) mourn his death, and that seems sincere regret. And also see that many use her death, her death as something from which it hung. And that (Do not know if they will get) is also the victory. Because it was taboo, and now is pride.
And she is dead but victorious. And they are alive but old, weak and dying, perhaps begin to understand.