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Smug little men with a smug little schemesThey forgot one thingThe play isn't over by a long shot yetThere are heroes in the worldPrince's and heroes in the worldAnd one of them will save usWe can see, we can seeThere won't be trumpets or bolts of fireTo say he's comingNo Roman candles, no angels choirNo sound of distant drummingHe may not be the CavalcadeTall and graceful, fair and strongDoesn't matters just as long asHe comes on homeBut not with trumpets or lightning flashingOr shining armorIt maybe daring, he maybe dashingOr maybe he's a farmerWe can wait, watch another dayHe has lots of hills to climbLetras de cancionesAnd the hero doesn't comeTill the nick of timeThe vote for trumpets or whistles tootingThat guarantee himThere won't be trumpets, but sure as shootingYou'll know him when you see himDon't know when, don't know whereAnd I can't even say but I careAll I know is some Meridian turnIs having some flairYou won't need trumpetsThere are no trumpetsWho needs trumpets From Letras Mania