There's fighting in the streets And there's guns beneath the sheets And there's girls and boys fighting For their freedom one and each There's tears in my eyes As I am forced to fight Against an occupation One greater than I
So fight on My little bird Oh I'm running jumping flying Gunning faster fighting Faster than the world So fight on My little bird Oh I'm running jumping flying Gunning faster feeling Faster than the world
Guerrilla warfare Was a daily struggle But there are no trees And this is no jungle A partisan affair Is there anybody there? A lovers quarrel Buried under rubble
So fight on My little bird Oh I'm running jumping flying Gunning faster fighting Faster than the world So fight on My little bird Oh I'm running jumping flying Gunning faster feeling Faster than the world
So fight on My little bird Oh I'm running jumping flying Gunning faster fighting Faster than the world So fight on My little bird Oh I'm running jumping flying Gunning faster feeling Faster than the world
So walk with me down memory lane Oh be forced to repeat our history So walk with me down memory lane Oh be forced to repeat our historyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
