Soul! Remember about them, Soul! Remember about the dead!
Look, like they float Around you trembling, left And in the glowing warmth, Which will blow the poor's love, they can breathe freely and warm up And enjoy their lives for the last time Which stops burning.
Soul! Remember about them, Soul! Remember about the dead! Look, like they float Around you trembling, left And as you clam up chilling They stiffen inside and grow numb Then, the night's gale takes them The gale that they resisted cuddled It chases them through endless wilderness Where there's no life There's only a fight of furious powers To exist againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
