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Mentes arruinadas

Dispatched

Ruined Minds

The silence has fallen
Over the battlefield
Amidst the bodies
A wounded soldier is rising

His friends are dead
His merriness is lost
He takes his things
And goes home

His mind is hurt
His heart is broken
The civil people
Turn him their back

He awakes in the nights
Memories of the war
Of slaughter and death
Makes him feel pain

He can hear the screams
From his slaughtered friends
He can feel the pain
To loose his friends

The hell isn't over
It's following him every day
His smile is just a fake
He can never be quit the memories

Mentes arruinadas

El silencio ha caído
Sobre el campo de batalla
En medio de los cuerpos
Un soldado herido se levanta

Sus amigos están muertos
Su alegría se ha perdido
Toma sus cosas
Y se va a casa

Su mente está herida
Su corazón está roto
La gente civil
Le da la espalda

Despierta en las noches
Recuerdos de la guerra
De matanzas y muerte
Le hacen sentir dolor

Puede escuchar los gritos
De sus amigos masacrados
Puede sentir el dolor
De perder a sus amigos

El infierno no ha terminado
Lo sigue cada día
Su sonrisa es solo una farsa
Nunca podrá librarse de los recuerdos