There's a river running underground That roll along the clay That took my body when I laid it down And carried it far away
It's too damned dark for you to see So I did not protest My soul shook free, you can't have me But you may keep the rest
The waters weep, the sickles reap My hands are cold with sweat The eagle screams with frightened wings The dust does not forget
There's a river running underground That rolls along the clay That tempts the sould to the ocean cold To with the body layTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.