गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
I can hear something wrong inside me
My deep brown eyes show me the reality
An old man makes all the things that I hate
Turn our little last health in a dammed disease
Take my hand and walk with me
Come to show them more than voices
We can do more then plaint a tree
Think different, you have no choice
In that chest burn a expensive heart
Pulsing in a tribal rhythm of pain
With blood of thousand people
They don't want to cry again
How long you'll suffer in silence?
While they have a dinner with your sweat
And you know what I'm talking about
You need get what they always reject
