Soldado Raso

In the military hierarchy
By analogy, I am a private soldier
I don't expect much, I ask to walk lightly
I don't speak, I only listen and just follow the beat
I'm a lost cause, my grandmother swore
I retired Cupid, tired of failure
I'm a private soldier, I don't expect anything
I die on Sundays, I stumble at every step

I made a will and left my life
So that it cleans the floor with my foolish love
And since I have no more reason to live than their reason
I stayed here
I'm a private soldier, just paying the toll
Anger with a smile behind the camouflage
I keep pace while I survive
I have no courage, I earn oblivion

I made a will and left my life
So that it cleans the floor with my foolish love
And since I have no more reason to live than their reason
I stayed here
I made a will and left my life
So that it cleans the floor with my foolish love
And since I have no more reason to live than their reason
I stayed here
I'm a private soldier, I don't want anything anymore
I die on Sundays behind the camouflage