It took so long
It was so sad
To wash the fighter
Go down
It feels
Who was to blame
Things didn't turn out
The way we wanted
To block out
The lie of giving
To carry out the deeds we pay
There can be no other
Pre-course for living
But to hold you
Closer to me
It didn't last
But I was so glad
To see the wretched
Come out of hand
All of the poor
And all of the meek
Will be remembered
To block out
The lie of giving
To carry out the deeds we pay
There can be no other
Pre-course for living
But to hold you
Closer
To me
But to hold you
Closer
To me
The Fighter - Spain