I want to bring You all that is in my heart I want to bring You my everything But I've failed You so many times How can I stand here before You When
we march, your sword rides with me. For when we march, your sword rides with me. For when we march, your sword rides with me. For when we march, your
Thought I'd call you up See if had celebrated Day you were born It's a little belated Age is just a number It's really over rated to me Yea November
No pregunta, no responde No se calla, siempre no Si lo buscan, si reclaman No, nada, nadie, nunca, jamas!! Anti besos, anti balas Anti todo, anti look
on walking Hail a dead man's march Straight through the heart Now for a start or you're dead I said, "You're dead" Hail a dead man's march Straight
we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword
Thought I'd call you up See if you had celebrated Day you were born It's a little belated But age is just a number It's really over-rated to me Yeah,
Listen old soldier wherever you are The hills or the valleys come near or come far They say youth is a treasure we waste when we're young So come down
As the noise of the city dies The evening has arrived With so many strange desires So many lonely lives Cards are placed And ads are taken Masks are
Traduzione: Marc Cohn. Old Soldier.
Traduzione: Manowar. March For Revenge (dai soldati di morte).
Traduzione: Manowar. March For Revenge (da parte dei soldati Of Death) (Live).
Traduzione: Roll Rock 'N' Soldati. Dead Man di marzo.
: I want to bring You all that is in my heart I want to bring You my everything But I've failed You so many times How can I stand here before You
