You the mothers who sent your sons Wipe away your tears For those who fought and those who fell Become our sons as well.
You the warriors with your words Throw away your spears You talk of times of peace for all And then prepare for war. All the people with dreams, all mothers with sons All people with dreams never woken at night by the sound of guns. Like a child that's born on a moonless night Like a child that's born, we parachute down to an unknown fight.
This city of blossom and blood This city suffered more than it should These sidewalk silhouettes not washed away, not washed away.
There's a hope in the heart says never again. Whatever you say, whatever you say, whatever you say It's the price of peace to remember that day. You the mothers who sent your sons Wipe away your tears For those who fought and those who fell Become our sons as well.
You the warriors with your words Throw away your spears You talk of times of peace for all And then prepare for war. All the people with dreams, all mothers with sons All people with dreams never woken at night by the sound of guns. Like a child that's born on a moonless night Like a child that's born, we parachute down to an unknown fight.
This city of blossom and blood This city suffered more than it should These sidewalk silhouettes not washed away, not washed away.
There's a hope in the heart says never again. Whatever you say, whatever you say, whatever you say It's the price of peace to remember that day.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
