Mothers Of The Disappeared, The Joshua Tree

Autor: brak

Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

In the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat

In the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall

Dla mnie Jezus Chrystus nie jest związany z żadną religią. Dla mnie religia, to zasady wymyślone przez ludzi, które mają wypełnić opuszczone przez Boga miejsce - Bono