Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Merry Old Land of Oz, artist - Harold Arlen. Album song «Волшебник страны Оз», in the genre Мюзиклы
Date of issue: 04.02.2013
Record label: Universe
Song language: English
The Merry Old Land of Oz |
We wear our hearts upon our sleeve |
There’s a part of my heart that you’ll never change. |
There’s a dream so alive, its an endless flame |
and you can’t keep us down, 'cause we’ll always come back again |
For the highs and the lows, for the rise and falls |
The times where you thought you’d given your all |
For a night and a dream and those moments you’ll never get back again |
'Cause the world is at our feet |
We’ve been through a thousand heartbreaks |
But you know we still believe |
We wear the same shirts as our fathers |
and our hearts upon our sleeve |
Don’t stop us now we’ve started |
because theirs no one we cant beat |
We wear the same shirts as our fathers |
and our hearts upon our sleeve |
Woah x3 |
We wear our hearts upon our sleeve |
Hear the crowd and the stands not in the streets, |
every fan everywhere on the edge of there seats |
Its a beautiful day for a beautiful game |
See the players run out and the air horns ring |
and singing so hard you cant hear a thing |
but the beat of your heart, heart is speeding you up again |
'Cause the world is at our feet |
We’ve been through a thousand heartbreaks |
But you know we still believe |
We wear the same shirts as our fathers |
and our hearts upon our sleeve |
Don’t stop us now we’ve started |
because theirs no one we cant beat |
We wear the same shirts as our fathers |
and our hearts upon our sleeve |
Woah x3 |
We wear our hearts upon our sleeve |
5 Seconds Of Summer till the end of the game |
the joy, the heartache, the tension, the pain |
the striker shoots, there’s a roar from the crowd |
they think its all over, it is now |
You said you that every football anthem |
to be sung around the world |
and we hope it doesn’t sound like |
any others that you’ve heard |
Don’t stop us now we’ve started |
because theirs no one we cant beat |
We wear the same shirts as our fathers |
and our hearts upon our sleeve |
We wear our hearts upon our sleeve |