Deep inside the bloody war, I just feel the shots of guns and I dream of being a bird to fly far away from my home four roses in my heart their thorns defend my feeble hope four roses in my heart, like oceans growing in the sand I don't believe in gods nor in future lives, I've learn to be strong I wake up, hearing a painful song, and one voice in every drop of rain that longs for a white dove. Long time ago I understood my own existence Nobody will save me, so I just own my inner enduranceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
