A fading voice, talking about, nation's pride But all I can feel is pressure and the increasing heat Can't remember, why I'm here Was I on an expedition Or invited to a birthday
The inevitable end is now clearer Must say farewell to the woman I love Left home a husband, a father Going back as a pile of coal
I watched time In front of my eyes
Wish I could become a drop of rain Losing all my burdens
Into the sky I'm going to die Mark my words I will curse you eternally
Disappointment is a bus stop utopia can never reach The pleasure of seeing the end of war Does not excite me anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
