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Can you hear the drums Fernando? |
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I remember long ago another starry night like this |
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In the firelight Fernando |
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You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar |
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I could hear the distant drums |
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And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar |
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They were closer now Fernando |
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Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally |
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I was so afraid Fernando |
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We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die |
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And I'm not ashamed to say |
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The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry |
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There was something in the air that night |
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The stars were bright, Fernando |
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They were shining there for you and me |
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For liberty, Fernando |
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Though we never thought that we could lose |
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There's no regret |
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If I had to do the same again |
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I would, my friend, Fernando |
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Now we're old and grey Fernando |
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And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand |
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Can you hear the drums Fernando? |
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Do you still recall the fateful night we crossed the Rio Grande? |
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I can see it in your eyes |
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How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land |
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There was something in the air that night |
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The stars were bright, Fernando |
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They were shining there for you and me |
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For liberty, Fernando |
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Though we never thought that we could lose |
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There's no regret |
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If I had to do the same again |
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I would, my friend, Fernando |
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There was something in the air that night |
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The stars were bright, Fernando |
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They were shining there for you and me |
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For liberty, Fernando |
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Though we never thought that we could lose |
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There's no regret |
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If I had to do the same again |
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I would, my friend, Fernando |
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Yes, if I had to do the same again |
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I would, my friend, Fernando... |