Jackson Browne - El Salvador Lyrics
(performed by joan baez & jackson browne from her album speaking of dreams)Now that the city is dreaming, viva the pale moonlightTake to your bibles, take to your beds, now that nothing seems rightNational guards who they pay by the week are gonna clash in the curfew tonightWith los companeros born in the war, from warsaw to san salvadorA voice from the past comes a callin, saying hold every strong heart dearThese are the days when it seems like theres nothing but newspapers, order, fearPraise to the ones who are burried gone, and to the brave hearts who just disappearedLos companeros, born in the war, from belfast to san salvadorWhada you got to do to get throughTheyre deaf as a graveyardWhat does nicaragua say to you?Think of the midnight, silver & black, think if the sun can be fooledThink of the four sisters shot in the back for running a land reform schoolThink of the ones taken hard in the hills, they can be beaten but they can never be ruledLos companeros, born in the war, viva el salvador
