Violeiro de Guerra
Isaac Nascimento
War Guitarist
A light at the end of the tunnel I already see
Heart beats strong, a desire
The wars have strengthened me
I felt it when my hands got tired
You have to feel in order to yield
You have to go through in order to speak
You have to see in order to say
It's no use to express
If it's not in the eyes
The truth of a war guitarist
A light at the end of the tunnel I already see
Heart beats strong, a desire
The wars have strengthened me
I felt it when my hands got tired
You have to feel in order to yield
You have to go through in order to speak
You have to see in order to say
It's no use to express
If it's not in the eyes
The truth of a war guitarist
