text: But, Ill teach the little angels
  Ill take the harp away
  But Ill, Ill teach them how to use the harmonica
  Something... Ill just do something like…
  My punctuality is well known
  When the revolution takes place
  Ill be late and Ill be shot as a traitor
  When the sun rises
  When the sun rises
  I will not see
  I regret nothing
  It was worth it
  Going through life without a timepiece
  Did pay off
  The sun rises, oh
  My reward to be free
  And alone even now at the pillar
  Blindfold at sunrise
  Hearing the drums
  Of Catalan beating my time away
  The sun rises I will not see
  My heartbeat keeps time
  With the drums
  But soon my only pulse will fade away
  The sun rises I will not see
  I smile just knowing
  When the sun rises
  I will not see