Do they remember when they were on the streets? Marching for justice, painted faces, yellow and green They took a man off his proud position They didn't know what the revolution means
A compromise with your convictions Principles must live on and on They all can fall asleep hereafter They are blind until they find Amongst the shadows
Sunshine The fire still burns inside us Maybe somehow, some life This ain't the ballad of the broken wings
Twenty years gone by Believers became fools They hold the flame of the revolution in their hearts But the finest dream did not come true
The compromise changes to a deception They are blind... ...Amongst the shadows
Sunshine The fire still burns inside us Maybe somehow, some life This ain't... This ain't
Sunshine The fire still burns inside us Maybe somehow, some life This ain't the ballad of the broken wingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
