Madonna - Spanish Eyes |
Madonna I know for sure his heart is here with me Though I wish him back, I know he cannot see My hands trembling I know he hears me sing I light this candle and watch it throw Tears on my pillow He'll come tonight And if there is a Christ To pray for Spanish eyes Tears on my pillow And if I have nothing left to show What kind of life is this If God exists Then help me pray for Spanish eyes In the barrio all the streets are paved with fear He had to fight like all the rest I don't understand At least he was a man Intermediate: How many lives will they have to take? How many suns will they have to burn? When will they ever learn? How much heartache? Spanish eyes You were not the Maravilla in our minds We were proud to fight but we cannot win this blind Stand your guns against the wall Who's next in line to fall (Spoken:) Tus lagrimas de tristeza No me dejan olvidarte Your tears of sadness Will not let me forget you (intermediate |
