Old Feelings
Ação Hostil
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An old feeling attracts me
An old idea still guides me
The same man of years ago
The same combat of the day bay day
A restlessness torments my mind
I don’t know if I feel more than someone else feels more
Can they not take this pride of us
With steel boots crushing the snake.
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In my breast a storm
That shakes, shakes my being
In breast a storm, which infuriates and makes the blood boil.
