The rain was cold the wind was Sharp, we had to fight to give our part For freedom we came a march to death A bullet kills but our soul's wont rest Were going on to our final breath Were marching on a hundred miles
Were the force were a fist You regret that we exist
The fight is hot no time to stop we must go on so make it short We have to march a hundred miles Sneaking enemies around surviving that s only what counts Damn that man who started this war
Were the force were a fist You regret that we exist
Don't think your nation is indestructible Cause we come and we will conquer Don't think your power is inexhaustible Because you know that we will survive
The rain was cold the wind was sharp we had to fight we gave our part for freedom we came a march to death Sneaking enemies around surviving that's only what counts I damn that man who started this warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
