Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wolf Unheard , by - Manzana. Song from the album Toy Machine, in the genre МеталRelease date: 16.05.2013
Record label: Tuupa
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wolf Unheard , by - Manzana. Song from the album Toy Machine, in the genre МеталWolf Unheard |
| Its all the story, that you’ve heard before |
| The older ladies said the boy was so fine |
| He tried to live in the city |
| But he could not find no peace |
| Empty houses, light in only one |
| As the years go by still no one comes |
| Every day he sings a song and drinks alone |
| In the night, when the wolves cry |
| He’s walking away from his past life |
| He’s smelling the wind and |
| He looks up the sky and the thousand stars |
| He knows for sure |
| When tears don’t fall |
| New Indian will be born |
| Not a sound, when the life runs |
| Out of the veins of the dead one |
| With nothing we come in this God given world |
| And with empty hands we go |
| No lullabies, no other side |
| Just a mouthful of sand when we die |
| There was a girl, there was a child |
| There was a dream to keep him alive |
| Once he painted the rooms with colors so bright |
| And if the fate’s carved in stone, is it right or wrong |
| And if mind is weak can soul still be strong |
| Then the dark clouds came in |
| The winter took his pride away |
| Man of the world that ceases to exist |
| In the night, when the wolves cry |
| He’s walking away from his past life |
| He’s smelling the wind and |
| He looks up the sky and the thousand stars |
| He knows for sure |
| When tears don’t fall |
| New Indian will be born |
| There’s no more fire in his heart |
| In peace he slowly drowns |
| Last wish to never be born again |
| There’s no more fire |
| In the end of his time |
| No one heard how he cried |
| Set him free from the shame when he |
| Lost his fight |
| And he knows for sure |
| When tears don’t fall |
| New Indian will be born |
| In the night, when the wolves cry |
| He’s walking away from his past life |
| He’s smelling the wind and |
| He looks up the sky and the thousand stars |
| He knows for sure |
| When tears don’t fall |
| New Indian will be born |
| Not a sound, when the life runs |
| Out of the veins of the dead one |
| With nothing we come in this God given world |
| And with empty hands we go |
| No lullabies, no other side |
| Just a mouthful of sand when we die |