fail to get excited The battle is ours, why don't we fight it Battalions of darkness rise above me But God put a fighter in me, put a fighter in me
Vertaling: Cliff Richard. Vegter.
ears as I lay down this song You're touched by the feeling-it's hard to control Let me tell you people I was born to rock'n'roll Some people want to fight
while I'm having a ball in my flying machine I go up I go down I go round and round and round and round. I can race with the birds I can fight with
gazing out the window in the morning light And the lasses in their bonnets makes a pretty sight And I thought if that's an army, it's a funny way to fight
Come rest you weary gentlemen let nothing you dismay lay down your swords and fight no more for the sake of Christmas Day A saviour came down to this
more to life We all have our dreams We all have our visions But time after time we're faced with decisions Which road to follow? How hard to fight
a big mistake 'cos we all lose in the nuclear race It's time to show all the heads of state that we Believe Yes we believe that we're fighting for
