Sketches of Spain (Album Version)-Nits

[ti:Sketches of Spain(Album Version)] [ar:Nits] [al:Nits?] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Sketches of Spain (Album Version) - Nits [00:17.76]The streets of Barcelona [00:19.09] [00:19.68]Are filled with blood and rain [00:21.20] [00:21.72]The war is rolling over Spain [00:25.21] [00:26.04]Men and women running with sticks of dynamite [00:29.31] [00:29.94]Storming stone buildings [00:31.69]In the middle of the night [00:33.99]In the window near [00:34.95]The last 'o' of the sign 'Hotel Colon' [00:37.45] [00:38.05]Machine guns sweep the square for fun [00:41.39] [00:42.07]The rich draw the steel curtain [00:43.94]The poor just lock the door [00:45.33] [00:46.09]They don't want this war no more [00:49.19] [00:49.98]It never never never never never stops never stops [00:57.28] [00:58.07]It never never never never never stops never stops [01:05.33] [01:29.98]In the hills round Zaragoza we're waiting to attack [01:33.39] [01:33.97]A knot of dirty men that shiver 'round their flag [01:37.40] [01:37.95]The boredom and the lack of sleep [01:39.85]The tin cans in the mud [01:41.19] [01:41.97]Red is the colour of our blood [01:45.52] [01:46.03]We never never never never never stop never stop [01:53.01] [01:53.85]We never never never never never stop never stop [02:00.96] [02:02.13]I have seen the trenches and the blankets on dirt [02:05.21] [02:05.81]I have seen the tears upon a farewell letter [02:09.38] [02:09.91]I have seen the faces that no bullet can hurt [02:13.25] [02:13.79]I have seen the spirit that no bomb can shatter [02:17.56] [03:20.32]The streets of Barcelona [03:22.23]Are filled with blood and rain [03:24.27]The war is rolling over Spain [03:27.52] [03:28.32]Men and women running with sticks of dynamite [03:31.50] [03:32.18]Storming stone buildings in the middle of the night [03:36.17]They never never never never never stop never stop [03:43.16] [03:44.19]They never never never never never stop never stop [03:50.99] [03:52.01]I have seen the trenches and the blankets on dirt [03:55.16] [03:55.82]I have seen the tears upon a farewell letter [03:59.90]I have seen the faces that no bullet can hurt [04:03.06] [04:03.76]I have seen the spirit that no bomb can shatter [04:07.53] [04:08.05]Knives can cut fist can beat