: Oh! Demolition, demolition Demolition, demolition Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say
: In the empire of the senses You're the queen of all you survey All the cities all the nations Everything that falls your way There is a deeper wave
: Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen Marching through countries they'd never seen Virgins with rifles, a game of charades All for a children's crusade
: I woke up in my clothes again this morning I don't know exactly where I am And I should heed my doctor's warning He does the best with me he can He
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: This place has changed for good Your economic theory said it would It's hard for us to understand We can't give up our jobs the way we should Our blood
: You can't stay there You can't stay there You can't stay there You can't stay there There were rooms of forgiveness In the house that we share But
: In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria Conditioned to respond to all the threats In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets Mr
: If you need somebody, call my name If you want someone, you can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw
: There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight I've no choice but to follow that call The bright lights
: Under the ruins of a walled city Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light No flags of truce, no cries of pity The siege guns had been pounding through
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Tradução: Aguijón. El Sueño de la Tortuga Azul.