80 000 dead
upon the battlefield
warplanes gas tanks rifles guns
the suicidal hours open and fall
to the soil of spain
the soil of spain
twelve hours of blood and fire
from night to morning
what the night would hide
is seen by the eyes
the eyes of dawn
80000
the blood stretches in the tongues of flame
to lick the river
the waters of the river
smell of a million wounds
the vipers of europe
bathe with so much blood
their lies condense in this -
that they are men who gave their lives for flag and country
and on the battlefield
hatred of countries
80000 fire
80000 rifles
80000 bullets
80000 lives
twelve hours of blood and fire
from night to morning
what the night would hide
is seen by the eyes of dawn
upon the soil of spain
upon the battlefield
warplanes gas tanks rifles guns
the suicidal hours open and fall
to the soil of spain
the soil of spain
twelve hours of blood and fire
from night to morning
what the night would hide
is seen by the eyes
the eyes of dawn
80000
the blood stretches in the tongues of flame
to lick the river
the waters of the river
smell of a million wounds
the vipers of europe
bathe with so much blood
their lies condense in this -
that they are men who gave their lives for flag and country
and on the battlefield
hatred of countries
80000 fire
80000 rifles
80000 bullets
80000 lives
twelve hours of blood and fire
from night to morning
what the night would hide
is seen by the eyes of dawn
upon the soil of spain