I imagine a dream In which I'm a soldier And I'm walking On the faces Of dead women And everyone I've Left behind me
It's the year when The troops entered The thirty-ninth Thirty-ninth parallel
Send me home restless Send me home damaged And wanting
It's the year when Some poet said "We must live, or accept the Consequences" I want you to share Every pinprick of guilt That I have felt That I have felt
Send me home restless Send me home damaged Send me home disposes Send me home damaged And wantingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.