Can you hear the [bad word] Fernando? 
I remember long ago another starry night like this
In the firelight Fernando
You were humming to yourself and softly [bad word] your guitar
I could hear the distant [bad word] And sounds of bugle calls [bad word] from afar

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

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 I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando

Now we're old and grey Fernando
And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand
Can you hear the [bad word] Fernando? 
Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the rio grande? 
I can see it in your eyes
How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land  

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 I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando