Idioma Origen:
There´s a silence on the front lines
You can cut it with a knife
You can stay and take your changes
Or you can run to save your life
And one side is retreating
And the other´s runnin scared
And the drums of war are beating
Ever through its undeclared
And both sides say they´re winning
And both sides know they´re losing
And neither one knows that they´re fighting for
And in the quiet little places
You can see the little faced
Huddled right outside the bedroom door
Praying for an end to this uncivil war
Papa needs a new job
So he´s swallowing his pride
Oh, but it don´t go down easy
And it eats him up inside
And mama, she don´t notice
Little sister´s ragged dress
Lately she don´t notice
Much of anything
I guess
Both sides say they´re winning
And both sides know they´re losing
And neither one knows that they´re fighting for
And in the quiet little places
You can see the little faced
Huddled right outside the bedroom door
Praying for an end to this uncivil war
They´re just fightin off the hunger
Tryin to keep from goin under
But the wolves just keep on
Gatherin´ round the door
There´s no place to run for cover
So they´re turning on each other
Cause there really ain´t no winners anymore
Just victims of this uncivil war
There´s a silence on the front life´s
You can cut it with a knife
You can stay and take your chances
Or you can run to save your life
Idioma Destino:
There´s a silence on the front lines
You can cut it with a knife
You can stay and take your changes
Or you can run to save your life
And one side is retreating
And the other´s runnin scared
And the drums of war are beating
Ever through its undeclared
And both sides say they´re winning
And both sides know they´re losing
And neither one knows that they´re fighting for
And in the quiet little places
You can see the little faced
Huddled right outside the bedroom door
Praying for an end to this uncivil war
Papa needs a new job
So he´s swallowing his pride
Oh, but it don´t go down easy
And it eats him up inside
And mama, she don´t notice
Little sister´s ragged dress
Lately she don´t notice
Much of anything
I guess
Both sides say they´re winning
And both sides know they´re losing
And neither one knows that they´re fighting for
And in the quiet little places
You can see the little faced
Huddled right outside the bedroom door
Praying for an end to this uncivil war
They´re just fightin off the hunger
Tryin to keep from goin under
But the wolves just keep on
Gatherin´ round the door
There´s no place to run for cover
So they´re turning on each other
Cause there really ain´t no winners anymore
Just victims of this uncivil war
There´s a silence on the front life´s
You can cut it with a knife
You can stay and take your chances
Or you can run to save your life