4 Come, O Esdamerica, for the death of those we do not know. 5 Shall we kneel and say a prayer? They will never know we care. 6 Shall we keep the fires burning? Shall we keep the flames alive? 7 Shall we try to remember what is wrong and what is right? 8 No more tears, no more tears, if we live for a hundred years. Amigos, no more tears. 9 And if we do forget them, in the sacrifice that we make, may the wickedness and sadness come to visit us again. 10 Shall we dance the dance in starlight? Shall we drink the wine of peace? 11 Shall our tears be our joy? Shall we keep that fatal peace? 9 No more tears, no more tears, if we live for a hundred years. Amigos, no more tears. 10 Shall we dance the dance in starlight? Shall we drink the wine of peace? 11 Inside the scream is silence. 12 Inside it must remain no victory and no vanquished, only horror, only pain. 9 No more tears, no more tears, if we live for a hundred years. Amigos, no more tears. 9 No more tears, no more tears, if we live for a hundred years. Amigos, no more tears. 9 No more tears, no more tears, if we live for a hundred years. Amigos, no more tears.