DUST, SWEAT AND BLOOD I walk southward Without looking back Looking for a light Among so much darkness. I defend a cross, A freedom symbol? I got no place Where I can come back Religions wars I have to suffer, and for a change they banish me from here Horror cries, and death In the name of God Im not a fighter, nor a hero of so much pain Castile, for you I gave my entire life And now my kings sending me to exhile And far away from you My God, if I am your son Why have I got to suffer? Why shall you ask me to live and die this way? Dust, sweat and blood youll gain In change of your loyalty When youre dead they say you defeated your rival Neither as dead they leave you rest in peace They were your children, Lord Why now are they not anymore? Why dont you letem follow another God? For you Ive won a war I dont deserve an end like this I just want to live on And finally try to be happy.
exhile, sweat, castile, southward, suffer