{intro} These mist covered moun_tains Are a home now for me, But my home is the low_lands And always will be. Some day you'll return__ to___ Your valleys and your farms, And you'll no longer burn to be bro_thers in arms.__ {interlúdio} Through these fields of destruc_tion,__ Baptisms of fire.____ I've witnessed your suf__fering As the battle raged higher. And though they did hurt me so bad___ In the fear and alarm, You did not de_sert me my bro_thers in arms.__ {interlúdio} There's so ma_ny different worlds, So ma_ny different suns, And we have just one world, But we live in different ones. {solo} Now the sun's gone to hell__ and The moon's riding high. Let me bid you farewell, Every man has to die.___ But it's written in the star___ light And every line in your palm, We're fools to make war on our bro_thers in arms.___ {solo} (fade out) _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Henrique Daitx([email protected])