Is it over or has it begun do you wonder what will we become
when our eyes close on the starry ends when we finish our rows and the folds are dead
when the lights go out on us
when the will is real but fate is a cold, cold thread and the pins will fall down to the motherland
sit down let it take you in kill off or you let it when
when the lights go out on us
when the signals fail to fade and the waves will break the shade fight the land let it take you on on
when the water turns to grey and the darkness leads the way fight the land let it take you on on
when the lights go out on us Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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