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Oi! Oi! my brother,
it?s been a while.
The tales are countless,
when times goes by.
Remember well when we were twelve.
So few the scars, so many friends.
The years went fast,
with no regrets.
We kept our song loud,
we had no rest.
The hate is good fuel for the kids.
We have grown up now, we stand like this.
Voice of anger,
voice of sorrow,
voice of courage.
Proud of your voice till you?re gone.
The time has come now,
for you and me.
United we stand,
our family.
Staying true to your beliefs.
Sounds of streets, sounds of Skins.
Love to our music,
culture of pride.
A pack of wolves with no prejudice.
Keeping the stomping strong and loud.
Let?s cheer together, let?s sing forever.
Voice of anger,
voice of sorrow,
voice of courage.
Proud of your voice till you?re gone.
fuente: musica.com
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Oi! Oi! my brother,
it?s been a while.
The tales are countless,
when times goes by.
Remember well when we were twelve.
So few the scars, so many friends.
The years went fast,
with no regrets.
We kept our song loud,
we had no rest.
The hate is good fuel for the kids.
We have grown up now, we stand like this.
Voice of anger,
voice of sorrow,
voice of courage.
Proud of your voice till you?re gone.
The time has come now,
for you and me.
United we stand,
our family.
Staying true to your beliefs.
Sounds of streets, sounds of Skins.
Love to our music,
culture of pride.
A pack of wolves with no prejudice.
Keeping the stomping strong and loud.
Let?s cheer together, let?s sing forever.
Voice of anger,
voice of sorrow,
voice of courage.
Proud of your voice till you?re gone.
fuente: musica.com