Manuela
She curls up like a ball at the sound of thunderThe distant guns are closing fastHer body's hard as stone as her heart is tenderForget your past, Manuela
She finds the strength to heal in her darkest hourConfronting soldiers as she sleepsHer solitude is bold, but she fights for comfortWith a friend she keeps, Manuela
Run from the night and emerge into dayBanish those demons as you pull awayWeakened by flight but empowered by willTo live and breathe a newer day
She cries out with a plea from those burning embersThat took her little girl awayStanding shoulder deep in a town of rubbleAlive but trapped, Manuela
Lost in a world of unending designWe cannot find the path to travel onAll I can offer this brave battered soulIs a weathered hand to rest upon
The fires of Guernica are ablaze foreverBehind those dark devoted eyesYour day of rest will come when the shells stop fallingFrom angry skies, Manuela
I'll tend to your heart, Manuela
Forget your past, Manuela!