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Date of issue: 25.01.2015
Song language: English
Cry |
Arriving to an unknown town |
But still the smell reminds me how |
When I was so young |
My father and I used to walk |
In the same streets |
Under the same sunny sky |
Oh the people used to wave «Hi» |
In the same streets |
Under the same sunny sky |
Oh the people used to wave … |
And I didn’t cry |
With the bombs and the fire |
I kept my head up high |
When they took, took his life |
And when the bombs, when they fell down |
On people’s head and in people' mind |
Somebody told me «Kid you should go |
Where the sky is still blue and the crimes are still low !» |
So I had no choice I had to go |
I could have build my own grave and wait for the snow |
And like my father did so many years ago ! |
Dig my own grave and wait for the snow |
And I didn’t cry |
With the bombs and the fire |
I kept my head up high |
When they took, took his life |
See the world |
Watch the sun |
And he said «feel it burn inside out |
I’ll be there by your side |
Every moment that goes by» |
He said «I'll be there by your side |
Every moment that goes by» |
And I didn’t cry |
With the bombs and the fire |
I kept my head up high |
When they took, took his life |
And I didn’t cry |
With the bombs and the fire |
I kept my head up high |
When they took, took his life |
I kept my head up high |
When they took, took his life |