I found a grandad's letter He was an oid man warrior The second World war To have just Start
I haven no more cholces And know I must figth The enemy is mercyless I'm sure I will die
There I was there I felt fear In the march of war I was there,it feel fear In the march of war
The weeks running fast Every day we are less Who doesn't die by the bombs Die by hunger and cruel cold
That the cold isn't the weather that is death aproatched I feel it in my bones Forgive me…I cant write any moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
