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Background
"Fighter" is a song featuring Fukase, Chika, and Eleanor Forte by anakin. It was written for a school project, and is about Oscar De La Hoya.
Lyrics
On that fourth night
A rising star had been born
A boy of gold
Will soon be known by them all
Born into a
Family of the strong kind
It won't be long
Till he is ready to fight
He was born and raised
Into a city known
Only to be
No place for a child to live
Barely having money only just enough to eat
Just a poor boy
Stuck in a crime ridden hell
Slipping into unhealthy tendencies
Fighter, fighter's being raised
Started from a young age
Impressing everyone watching
They all think he'll be a
Fighter, fighter, with no doubt
Knocking another one out
Since the gold shined through the dirt
That covered his strong willed soul
But nothing's ever right
Even after a long fight
Told him to go
A mother that loved him so
But if it don't kill you
It'll end up leading to
Something that will
Make you stronger than before
Fighting, fighting for his loss
Remember what he loved
The last promise that he made was
To win this, get the gold
Winning, winning what he wants
Impressing everyone
Starting a streak of countless wins
The crowd is cheering on
Canando por muchos anos
Recociendo muchas medallas
Dejando la vida pobre
Pero nunca olvida sus raices
Devolvio a su comunidad
Ellos todavia no ven
El esta ensenando su juventud
Como ser valiente
Slipping into tendencies that
Will end up killing me
Fighting, fighting for his loss
Remember what he loved
The last promise that he made was
To win this, get the gold
Winning, winning what he wants
Impressing everyone
Starting a streak of countless wins
The crowd is cheering on
Fighter, fighter how he won
He's decided that he's done
He felt that it was getting tough
Even for a champion
But instead of giving up
He found something to start up
Making money in things to buy
In the end she still won
On that fourth night
A rising star had been born
A boy of gold
Will soon be known by them all
Born into a
Family of the strong kind
It won't be long
Till he is ready to fight