You will find him dirty and tattered at the bottom of a trench Trembling and tired, clung to his opium The burst hate doesn’t speak to his heart anymore Yet overwhelmed by terror and remorse And he has no time for his memories Nor voice to weep his mistakes In the depth of never ending night Lonely and mad he runs away embracing the steel of death She wept for long that night away from him And the blood of her son is on their hands The world dimmed and turned upside down Hiding her shame and her pain uselessly And the tears got lost in that moment She dreams her son grown up and strong And she’s smiling beautiful with no veil The sun of those days lost in time The warm wind, his favorite horse But he has no time for the memories, buried in the mud Nor voice to weep for his mistakes Fading away without a trace No witness to the indignation, only the silence She wept for long that night away from him And the blood of her son is on their hands The world dimmed and turned upside down Hiding her shame and her pain uselessly And the tears got lost in that moment Only the silenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
