C#m          G#                       F#m
Today the red sky shines on our heads
C#m          G#                         F#m
today the red sky shines in blood our flag
C#m                                D
In we do not need presidents
C#m                        G#m                G
we need is to raise the head and to turn people
G#                         F        F#
we are all illiterate children of who?
C#m                       G#m
In the radio it passes a song

(“¿Did you to hear the falling bombs?")

        F#m                                                      D 
my pencil it leaves shouts of a shady future
F#m G#m   C#m        
my    eyes    look the hell
   F#m     G#m    C#m
in dark    an       shout

red sky...
     
( Parte falada no fundo da musica )

|all have in the hand the blood of red sky
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|the world moved
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|and during this night of red sky
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|some things if pass
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|at this moment education it does not matter
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|my medal is my sky