Testi:
Dire Straits Brothers In Arms

watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and chicks

I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man We are the chosen, we're the partisan The cause it is noble and the cause it is just We are ready to pay

I'm just and ageing drummer boy And in the wars I used to play And I've called the tune To many a torture session Now they say I am a war criminal And

All the late night bargains have been struck Between the satin beaus and their belles And prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to themselves Echoes

home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through

All the late night bargains have been struck Between the satin beaus and their belles Prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to themselves Echoes roars

I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man We are the chosen, we're the partisan alright The cause it is noble and the cause it is just We are ready

all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There