, you're the night, the dirty night that keeps us going No one left to fear As the sun goes down on a broken town And the fingers bleed in the factories
you're the night, the dirty night That keeps us going No-one left to fear As the sun goes down on a broken town And the fingers bleed in the factories
Vertaling: Editors. Vingers in die fabrieke.
're the night, the dirty night That keeps us going No-one left to fear As the sun goes down on a broken town And the fingers bleed in the factories Come