Dương Quỳnh Hoa
(fl_121)
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1.The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
2.Devoid of all the passion
The human spirit cannot die
Look at the pain around me
This is what I cry for
Look at the pain around me
This is what I'll die for
3.When I'm branded
This mark of shame
Should I look down disgraced
Or straight ahead
And know that you must blame
4.What you gonna do?
'Cause you're just like me
What you gonna do?
Tonight, this is where we go
To find out who we really are
We've got nothing left to lose
Tonight, this is how we breathe
To put some strength back in our hearts
5.Sunday's satisfaction, Monday's home and dry
Truth is on the doorstep, welcome in the lie
All dressed up in sorrow, got no place to go
Hold back, `till it's ready, taking it slow
Don't they ever have to worry?
Don't you ever wonder why?
The mighty roar of the russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
2.Devoid of all the passion
The human spirit cannot die
Look at the pain around me
This is what I cry for
Look at the pain around me
This is what I'll die for
3.When I'm branded
This mark of shame
Should I look down disgraced
Or straight ahead
And know that you must blame
4.What you gonna do?
'Cause you're just like me
What you gonna do?
Tonight, this is where we go
To find out who we really are
We've got nothing left to lose
Tonight, this is how we breathe
To put some strength back in our hearts
5.Sunday's satisfaction, Monday's home and dry
Truth is on the doorstep, welcome in the lie
All dressed up in sorrow, got no place to go
Hold back, `till it's ready, taking it slow
Don't they ever have to worry?
Don't you ever wonder why?