They say a boy becomes a man At the early age of six But I'm not But I'm not
I think I'm not strong enough To chip the stone With my hands With my hands
Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, But I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt
My games and toys are replaced For shovels and dark coal Black dust mine Black dust mine
Why some men think that We were born to do their work Mountain top Mountain top
Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, But I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt
It's true that men become old When your bones are aged ten And I'm old And I'm old
Why some men think that We were born to do their work Mountain top Mountain top
Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, But I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, But I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt
Away from this place Away from this placeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
