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OLD DOGS

OLD DOGS

RUNNING OVER THE FIELDS
I FEEL THAT SOMEONE IS RUNNING SO CLOSE TO ME
I HEAR HIS DEEP BREATH APPROACHING
I CAN´T BELIEVE THAT SOMEONE
COULD RUN AS FAR AS ME
SOMETIMES I ASK MYSELF IF THERE IS NO ONE
WHO WANTS TO TRY AGAIN
LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO WAIT FOR THINGS TO HAPPEN
I DON´T WANNA STOP MY FAITH
ONE MORE TIME I´M FEELING ALONE
IN THIS ABYSS I SEE A DOG

OLD SOLDIERS WITH RED BLOOD YOUNG IN THEIR VEINS
STAGE WARRIORS DEFENDING IN WHAT BELIEVE
TWO RECKLESS PLAYERS, NOTHING TO FORGIVE
OLD DOGS DEFYING ANYONE WHO APPEARS

LOOKING FOR SOMETHING TO EAT WE HAVE SOME COLD
NOBODY SAID IT WOULD BE EASY
WE ARE ALREADY MEN BUT LIFE IS TOO HARD
AND THE FIGHT HAS TURNED US INTO DOGS
CROSSING THE BATTLEFIELDS
WE ADVANCED SLOWLY DODGING THE CADAVERS
THE BLOOD, THE SMOKE THE MUD COVERS OUR FEET
THE AIR IS REALLY UNBREATHABLE
AT THIS TIME I CAN´T FEEL ALONE
I´M WALKING WITH ANOTHER DOG

OLD SOLDIERS WITH RED BLOOD YOUNG IN THEIR VEINS
STAGE WARRIORS DEFENDING IN WHAT BELIEVE
TWO RECKLESS PLAYERS, NOTHING TO FORGIVE
OLD DOGS DEFYING ANYONE WHO APPEARS