I could see their dying note In the sky that is so old I remember where they once flew Where they sang to the morning dew
Now their wings are soaked in oil Caged wings that can't unfurl No longer do we hear them sing No longer do we hear the fluttering Of wings
Underneath the iron bird Their song cannot be heard Above the human sound Above the poisoned groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.