Soldiers in the desert heat
You and me in a desert seat
This must be the true meaning
Should I tell you how I feel?
Trying in vain to remember
Which pieces still remains
And I swear everything is working
As it should works...
Soldiers, my friends
We soldiers in the desert heat
Your time has come to tell me
How you feel 'bout your enemy
Your face is blurred by the fog
Sand slightly falling through my hand
I was waiting for a simple hug
We'll make it through my friend
We'll make it through
The pieces still remains
And I swear everything is working
As it should works...
Soldiers, my friends
We soldiers in the desert heat
Your time has come to tell me
How you feel 'bout your enemy
Soluté - Soldiers Lyrics
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Soldiers in the desert heat
You and me in a desert seat
This must be the true meaning
Should I tell you how I feel?
Trying in vain to remember
Which pieces still remains
And I swear everything is working
As it should works...
Soldiers, my friends
We soldiers in the desert heat
Your time has come to tell me
How you feel 'bout your enemy
Your face is blurred by the fog
Sand slightly falling through my hand
I was waiting for a simple hug
We'll make it through my friend
We'll make it through
The pieces still remains
And I swear everything is working
As it should works...
Soldiers, my friends
We soldiers in the desert heat
Your time has come to tell me
How you feel 'bout your enemy
You and me in a desert seat
This must be the true meaning
Should I tell you how I feel?
Trying in vain to remember
Which pieces still remains
And I swear everything is working
As it should works...
Soldiers, my friends
We soldiers in the desert heat
Your time has come to tell me
How you feel 'bout your enemy
Your face is blurred by the fog
Sand slightly falling through my hand
I was waiting for a simple hug
We'll make it through my friend
We'll make it through
The pieces still remains
And I swear everything is working
As it should works...
Soldiers, my friends
We soldiers in the desert heat
Your time has come to tell me
How you feel 'bout your enemy
Writer: Gabriel Renald, Vincent Bélisle
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid