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AbbaI remember long ago another night like this In fire light, Fernando? You were rumming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar I could hear the distant drums and sounds of beagle calls were coming from afar. They were close now, Fernando Every hour, every minute seamed to last eternally I was so afraid, Fernando We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die And I'm not ashamed to say The roar of bombs and cannons almost made me cry. There was something in the air that night The stars bright, Fernando They were shinning there for you and me For liberty, Fernando Though we never through that we could lose There's no regret If I had to feel the same again I would my friend, Fernando. Now we're old and gray, Fernando Since many years I haven it seen a riffle in you hand Can you hear the drums, Fernando? Do you still recall the fateful night we crossed the Rio Grande? I can see it in your eyes How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land. There was something in the air that night The stars bright, Fernando They were shinning there for you and me For liberty, Fernando Though we never through that we could lose There's no regret If I had to feel the same again I would my friend, Fernando If I had to feel the same again I would my friend, Fernando.
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