by dblemetre

I know for sure his heart is here with me
Though I wish him back, I know he cannot see
My hands trembling
I know he hears me sing

Chorus:

Then help me pray (for) Spanish eyes

He had to fight like all the rest
In the barrio all the streets are paved with fear
I don't understand
At least he was a man


Intermediate:


You were not the Maravilla in our minds
We were proud to fight but we cannot win this blind
Stand your guns against the wall
Who's next in line to fall

(Spoken:)
Tus lagrimas de tristeza
No me dejan olvidarte