Testo El salvador Christy Moore

El salvador

A girl cries in the early morning
Woken by the sound of a gun
She knows somewhere somebody's dying
Beneath the rising sun

Outside the window
Of her cabaña
The shadows are full of her fears
She knows her lover
Is out there somewhere
He's been on the run for a year

Oh the soul of El Salvador

The bell rings out in the chapel steeple
The priest prepares to say mass
The sad congregation come tired and hungry
To pray their troubles will pass

Outside the sun rises
Over the dusty streets
Where the crowd gathers 'round
Flies and mosquitoes are
Drinking from pools of blood
Where his body is found

Oh the soul of El Salvador

Out on the ranch the rich man's preparing
To go for his morning ride
They've saddles his house out in the corral
He walks out full of pride

He looks like a cowboy
In one of those pictures
The president made in the past
The peasants in rags they
Stand back for they know that
Enrico gallops fast

Over the soul of El Salvador

A girl cries in the early morning
Woken by the sound of a gun
She knows somewhere somebody's dying
Beneath the rising sun

Outside the window
Of her cabaña
The shadows are full of her fears
She knows her lover
Is out there somewhere
He's been on the run for a year

Oh the soul of El Salvador
Oh the soul of El Salvador
Oh the soul of El Salvador