I thought that the war
was a television program,
that by changing the channel
the bullet is done to end.
One day watching the news
the The screen began to thunder
and the TV let them come,
ten thousand soldiers with rifles.
A strange enemy was bombing my chair,
and gunners at the table shot down a plane
From the living room to the dining room, you can hear the roar of a pipe.
I live...
In times of war,
in times of war ,
in time of war...
any hole is a trench.
That with the stove
they opened fire at their discretion,
with my tequila and with my rum
br/>they made Molotov cocktails.
Barricades in the bathroom
and shootings in the back room,
the submarines in the bathroom
with periscope and sonar.
The pomegranate salad caused me indigestion,
bazookas on the pillow, chest dirt on the mattress,
from the closet to the hallway
there were soldiers and napalm.
It's that I live
In time of war,
in time of war,
in time of war...
any hole is a trench.
The upstairs neighbor
br/>I accuse the concierge
she throws the door on me
she breaks in by force.
A company
that has come to make peace,
with a nuclear bomb
they want to shield me.
From my little house
I'm going to get them out.
I live
In times of war,
in time of war,
in time of war...
any hole is a trench.

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