<br />Can you hear the drums Fernando? <br />I remember long ago another starry night like this <br />In the firelight Fernando <br />You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar <br />I could hear the distant drums <br />And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar <br /><br />They were closer now Fernando <br />Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally <br />I was so afraid Fernando <br />We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die <br />And I&#39;m not <b>ashamed</b> to say <br />The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry <br /><br />There was something in the air that night <br />The stars were bright, Fernando <br />They were shining there for you and me <br />For liberty, Fernando <br />Though I never thought that we could lose <br />There&#39;s no regret <br />If I had to do the same again <br />I would, my friend, <b>Fernando </b> <br /> <br />Abba – Fernando<br /><br /><br /><b>Fernando</b><br /><br />