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Wounded Soldier

Eliane Silva

Soldado Ferido

hay muchos heridos, lloran de angustia y dolor
claman por proteccion y por paz
amigos que sufren, su necesidad tenden hoy
no deje el soldado herido morrir

verta el balsamo la herida sanara protege-o con tu manto de amor
el pan partiremos si descanso les dara
y toda angustia saldra no deje fieles soldados heridos morrir

seguiendo su orden lucharan en frente para el rey
y el fuerte enemigo puderon vencer
mas por ese esfuerzo satan intento sus vidas matar
no deje un soldado herido morrir

no puedes irte sin socorrer
no puedes dejar un soldado herido morrir

Wounded Soldier

there are many wounded, crying in anguish and pain
they cry out for protection and for peace
friends who suffer, their need is evident today
don't let the wounded soldier die

pour the balm the wound will heal protect it with your mantle of love
we will break bread if rest will give them
and all anguish will leave don't let faithful wounded soldiers die

following his command they will fight in front for the king
and the strong enemy they were able to defeat
but for that effort satan tried to kill their lives
don't let a wounded soldier die

you can't leave without helping
you can't let a wounded soldier die

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