Lingua   

Deserter

The Great Constantini
Lingua: Inglese




We all gathered at the station
And waited for the call
No return destination
No need to stand tall

Grey clouds hanging over
Over and out for a while
No you won't see me crying
Crying through this sad smile..

We all need a bit of fire
Icarus he flew to the sun
I've no need of contemplation
When all's said and done
And tell me:
"Why should I fight in another man's war.."

And tell me:
"Why should I fight in another man's war..

Why should I..
Why should I..



Pagina principale CCG

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