Can you hear the drums Fernando? I remember long ago another starry night like this. In the firelight Fernando ... 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. There was something in the air that night, The stars were bright, Fernando. They were shining there for you and me, for liberty, Fernando. Though we never thought that we could lose, there's no regret. If I had to do the same again, I would, my friend, Fernando. If I had to do the same again, I would, my friend, Fernando. They were closer now Fernando. Every hour, every minute seemed to last eternally. I was so afraid, Fernando ... 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 Now we're old and grey, Fernando And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand. Can you hear the drums Fernando? Do you still recall the fateful night we crossed the Rio Grande? I can see it in your eyes how proud you were to fight for freeedom in this land.
