Bolero militar

Wapap, wapap, wapap, wapap...

Our relationship was affirmative from the pain, surely you will find
body on the ground with another, standing at the foot of the bed in rest position,
I feel like a lazy person spending hours looking at your mess kit.

When you go on leave, I go from the bed to the chests, I remember that
imaginary that dance in the baths, I will defend our position your
low-flying fireball, your erect little flag attacking from behind.

I will always obey you, running towards you, looking
for oil in your heart, long live the homeland!

Your steps echoed parading in the main square, you squared up in front of
the handsome president, because of that damn snitch who betrayed us, our
fates changed, but they will never take down our love.

I will always obey you, running towards you, looking
for oil in your heart, long live the homeland!