And then my son He walked away I bowed my head In tearful shame Son, you'll come to know Your sad smile Is my blame It's the heroes Puts the down the gun In the name of daughters and our sons And now, I pray Our war is done The dove flies free And we have won My son cried and said to me, "Why do young men Kill what they love? The coward with a kiss The brave man with his sword Blood flows dripping from the turf You say it's for our daughters and for your sons Father, it's time your war is done We'll be free We will have won" Who in our hearts do we pray for? Who do we hold so very near? A cry from a lover A child's silent tear The might of God Was on each side But nothing came of nothing And war was my bride I've held funerals Dreamt I'd be the same And even the score Are part of the game The dove flies free And we have wonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
