El Salvador-Christy Moore

[ti:El Salvador] [ar:Christy Moore] [al:Ride On] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]El Salvador (萨尔瓦多) - Christy Moore [00:09.66]A girl cries in the early morning [00:14.15]Woken by the sound of a gun [00:18.45]She knows somewhere somebody s dying [00:22.95]Beneath the rising sun [00:27.31]Outside the window of her cabaa [00:31.43]The shadows are full of her fears [00:35.86]She knows her lover is out there somewhere [00:40.73]He s been on the run for a year [00:45.85]Oh the soul of El Salvador [00:54.77]Bells ring out in the chapel steeple [00:59.01]A priest prepares to say mass [01:03.44]The sad congregation come tired and hungry [01:07.79]To pray that trouble will pass [01:12.09]Meanwhile the sun rises over the dusty streets [01:16.33] [01:17.36]Where his crowd gathers round [01:20.86]Flies and mosquitoes are drinking from pools of blood [01:26.22]Where the boby is found [01:31.16]Oh the soul of El Salvador [01:39.76]Out on the ranch the rich man s preparing [01:43.45]To go for his morning ride [01:48.50]They ve saddled his horse out in the corral [01:52.93]He walks out full of pride [01:57.30]He looks like a cowboy from one of those pictures [02:01.67]A president made in the past [02:06.16]Peasants in rags the stand back for they know [02:10.27]That El Rico travels fast [02:16.27]Over the soul of El Salvador [02:23.38] [02:26.06]A girl cries in the early morning [02:30.56]Woken by the sound of a gun [02:34.87]She knows somewhere somebody s dying [02:39.29]Beneath the rising sun [02:43.85]Outside the window of her cabaa [02:48.15]The shadows are full of her fears [02:52.59]She knows her lover is out there somewhere [02:56.51]He s been on the run for a year [03:02.01]Oh the soul of El Salvador [03:10.30] [03:11.24]Oh the soul of El Salvador [03:17.61] [03:19.98]Oh the soul of El Salvador