Texty:
Los Mirlos

There's a dead man hanging, slumped over the steering wheel of an interstate Runaway bursting into flames And the devil was gently breathing, sleeping

(The aftermath of the battle, the tears and the sadness!) In the fields a blackbird cries And another star has died Mothers wail and search for sons

: (The aftermath of the battle, the tears and the sadness!) In the fields a blackbird cries And another star has died Mothers wail and search for sons

: (The aftermath of the battle, the tears and the sadness!) In the fields a blackbird cries And another star has died Mothers wail and search for sons