15 acessos
The day is coming,
The drums are drumming
If you know one, say a prayer
There's mothers crying,
Fathers sighin, uh hum
War is in the air
The trains are filling up with boys
Who left behind their favorite toys
They´re going over there, over there
Where someone has to die
Over there, over there
Where ours is not to reason why
Over there, over there
Where someone has to die