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Where are you going my friend? I'm going to war
What war are you talking about my guy?
I don't know, I don't care
Because we're always fighting somewhere, the war is starting to haunt me
Even in the songs we get lost, it's so easy to sing it
Where do you come from, my friend? I'm coming back from the war
What war are you talking about my guy?
I don't know anymore, I don't have what to do
I don't know anymore if they were black or brown or yellow or like me
I remember their looks, I remember their "why"
I remember a sky of death
Blue to make you believe in God
If it wasn't for that matador who was aiming between your eyes
I remember a light that sparkled with a thousand tears
I remember a prayer that rose from this din
And there's always a fight somewhere, the war is starting to haunt me
Even in the songs we get lost, it's too easy to sing it
I don't know anymore if I shot if I killed and how many times
My memory is torn, I know I was no longer me
I come back to you to live a little to start loving the day
To burn myself in other fires, to listen to love songs
To forget... That we are always fighting somewhere
And we're always fighting somewhere.
