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Nicaragua, in '82
A wounded country and me watching television
I studied the laws, honey, everything suits me
In my social bubble he was a God
Now I march without direction... Honey, the heart
The rosary that you gave me when you said goodbye keeps it for me
Now I march aimlessly, Honey...
Singing songs of false revolution< br/>Without war there is no peace, a man told me
Without blood there is no change, I screamed with passion
I thought it would be different...
Than those I killed They weren't people
Honey, honey, what happened to us?
I didn't want this... My country died
I killed it, I killed it
Ironically, she killed me
Sheath the sword and put away the rifle
I wanted everything but to make you suffer
Your grave, darling, will always be there...
No, no , no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
Your grave will forever be singing here...