가사 좌표
EN원문 가사
번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
Take all of your masts
For the world as we know
Is as dark as the night
Of the black-hearted bleeding
You can cut them in half
For no flag should be flown
At the loftiest height
While so many are weeping
If we laid down our guns
Loss of freedom for love
Could a garden still grow
In the singe-cornered Sun?
Oh, say, did the newscaster finally pray
For a land truly free
Or some truth to convey







