Like ghosts from war
Like ghosts from the front
They have fear in their eyes
They have wrinkles on their foreheads
Like young old people
They walk with their backs bent
They are a little pity
They are a little pity
Those that love
Those that love
Those whom love has wounded
Like ghosts of war
Like ghosts from afar
Who offered their lives
To whom nothing is returned
They shout, they shout to appear
I made love, me, sir
As if they were proud of it
As if they Were happy
Those whom love
Those whom love
Those whom love wounded
Like ghosts of war
Like ghosts at home
They find the fire extinguished
We don't expect them
In front of the cold ashes
Like dogs, without crying
They lick their wounds
They heal their past
Those whom love
Those whom love
Those whom love has wounded ©s
Like ghosts of war
Like ghosts of love
They swear, it's the last
Forever, forever
We must put away our weapons
We must dry the tears
They want to die in peace
And let us leave them alone
Those who love
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Those whom love has killed
Has killed

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