I know well that they are waiting for the sound of a gun,
Heads that smell like cigars.
I know well that our desire may come true,
And then I will go against them.
I know well that my dream may be interrupted,
The dawn can bring fire to me.
I know well that I will lose you,
And maybe I too will be lost.
I am afraid that the day will come,
Rich to poor,
For thin, for fat,
The night of blood.
I fear that the day will come,
For rich, for poor,
For thin, for fat,
For good and evil,
And to all fools.
I fear that the day will come,
The day will come,
The blood will come,
The night of blood will come,
The night of blood will come.

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