Can you hear the drums, Conando? A tribute in word and deed.

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Can you hear the drums Conando?
I remember long ago another starry night like this
In the firelight Conando
You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar

They were closer now Conando
Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
I was so afraid Conando
We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
And I’m not ashamed to say
The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry

There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Conando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Conando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Conando
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Conando

Now we’re old and grey Conando
Since many years I haven’t seen a rifle in your hand
Can you hear the drums Conando
Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande?
I can see it in your eyes
How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land

There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Conando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Conando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Conando

There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Conando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Conando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There’s no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Conando
Yes, if I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Conando…