inside their eyes A country left in tears Watching the flag burn and die Slumber sweet with dreams of more Hand in hand, don't march alone We've got a
inside their eyes A country left in tears Watching their flag burn and die. Slumber sweet with dreams of home, Hand in hand, don't march alone. We've got a
Vertaling: 'N verandering van tempo. Hoe 'n land te verkrag.