So you say the road to the promised land's longer We need to climb high mountains after having crossed deserts of sand We now play a game for which we're not the masters Borderlines are far away, will we ever see our land again
Be not afraid of the night Can you shout and scream from the dark to the light For a world in motion Why do we now feel ashamed When we lift our fists up high out of the flames (For) the pride of a nation Now we follow Hunt high and low We won't deceive the spectators of the show
Here is the black, here is the red from the blood of my brothers Sparkling under the sun How will I live one more day with their faces into my brain Here is the dark for the victims of hate and anger Destroyed in the name of what Power, greed or honour, our destiny remains the same
Wonderland, shall I ever knock your door one day Dirty hands and stained faces have still no respite for pain
Be not afraid of the night Can you shout and scream from the dark to the light For a world in motion Why do we now feel ashamed When we lift our fists up high out of the flames (For) the pride of a nation Now we follow Hunt high and low We won't deceive the spectators of the show
Here is the black, here is the red from the blood of my brothers Sparkling under the sun How will I live one more day with their faces into my brain Here is the dark for the victims of hate and anger Destroyed in the name of what Power, greed or honour, our destiny remains the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
