
Below is the lyrics of the song A Pie de Guerra , artist - BMR with translation
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BMR
A pie de guerra estar, la infamia y el dolor
Profundo oscuro hoy, nuestros ojos están
Llenos de rencor, asfixian a la paz
Mi sed de seducción derramar mi alma
Los lobos sin perdón, miradas fijas que
Atacan a matar, debe ser así
Abismo escoger, recuerdos muertos son
Derrotas que sufí, nunca jamás
Jamás
Mentiras condenan a un pueblo a derramar
La sangre que hierve de ira al mirar
Su gente alza el puño y ve de frente al cerdo que
Los tima y no deja, no deja respirar
Condenan a un pueblo a derramar
La sangre que hierve de ira al mirar
Oscura es la libertad, sus actos ciegan
Las han encerrado y olvidado
Oscura es la libertad sus actos ciegan
Se las han llevado y ocultado
Ellos han ignorado, que somos humanos
Nos han atacado, una y otra vez
Y otra vez
La fé es nuestro sudor y la justicia es sorda
Respuesta nunca habrá de hombre alguno
La patria sólo está en tu libertad
Pues vivir precio no tendrá
Mentiras condenan a un pueblo a derramar
La sangre que hierve de ira al mirar
Su gente alza el puño y ve de frente al cerdo que
On the warpath to be, the infamy and the pain
Deep dark today, our eyes are
Filled with rancor, they suffocate peace
My thirst for seduction pour out my soul
The unforgiving wolves, stares that
They attack to kill, it must be so
Abyss choose, dead memories are
Defeats that I suffered, never ever
Never
Lies condemn a town to spill
The blood that boils with anger when looking
His people raise their fists and face the pig that
It scares them and does not let, does not let them breathe
They condemn a town to spill
The blood that boils with anger when looking
Dark is freedom, its deeds blind
They have been locked up and forgotten
Dark is freedom their deeds blind
They have been taken away and hidden
They have ignored that we are human
We've been attacked, time and time again
And again
Faith is our sweat and justice is deaf
There will never be an answer from any man
The homeland is only in your freedom
Well, living will have no price
Lies condemn a town to spill
The blood that boils with anger when looking
His people raise their fists and face the pig that
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