The Enemy Guns Lyrics – DeVotchKa

Oh my love
Here in our darkest hour
It is you, my desert flower
That I am dreaming of

We’re up to our neck in foreign soil
We are the sacramental spoils
And they love to choke
The rivers with my brothers’ blood

We have given our bodies
To the Mexican army
But my heart and soul
Belong to you my love

So let the enemy guns
Cut me to ribbons
For my eternal soul
Will know the way back home

Sobreviviendo
Sin sangre mi cuerpo
Es amor doloroso
Somos los terribles

(Surviving
Without blood in my body
This painful love
We were terrible)
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DeVotchKa Lyrics – The Enemy Guns

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The Enemy Guns