The Enemy Guns

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DeVotchKa - Rock

The Enemy Guns

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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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