Bowed before the higher one And a bitter farewell I spoke To the ones before me who fought The battle I could not win
Regretfully I leave this land Sacred soil of our trees The holy earth of our fathers And now a wilderness of stone
Look behind the curtains The veil before our faces For these tears hidden inside The dark on the other side
I am the keeper of the flame To save the ways of our people The guardian of the remains Of a once glorious nation
Come see through the eyes of our children The war of our parents As time carves on our faces The story of our land
Find what lies beneath Within the heart of every man The land of the book This story has no name no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.