Comandante
Klimt 1918
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Am G Here is a man with his clothesD soiled with earthAm G It's been a long trip throughD strange landsAm G D His beard is long, his eyes are tiredAm G D There is no way to find out where he is [Verse]Am G D Here is the man who looks so far awayAm G The lips that once kissed are nowD splitAm G D Away from it all he still hopes to dareAm G D Would you say he's a commander? [Instrumental]Em Am D Em C Am D Em [Verse]Am G D Here is a man who kenew true tendernessContinúa después del anuncioAm G He pulls his gun in the grassD with pale and trembling handsAm G D He shows no fear, despite the painAm G D Would you say he's a commander? [Pre-Chorus]Em Am "Ever failed. No matter. Try againD Em Fail again. Fail better", someone saidC Am His face lights up, again for a whileD Then the wind blows hard on theEm dusty trail [Chorus]C Birds don't dare to sing to theAm southern starsD Em Rain does not come down to stroke the nightC The river stops flowing throughAm the black stonesD Em While he smiles fear had never left [Instrumental] Em D C D (x4) [Pre-Chorus]Em Am "Ever failed. No matter. Try againD Em Fail again. Fail better", someone saidC Am His face lights up, again for a whileD Then the wind blows hard on theEm dusty trail [Chorus]C Birds don't dare to sing to theAm southern starsD Em Rain does not come down to stroke the nightC The river stops flowing throughAm the black stonesD Em While he smiles fear had never left