Текст песни Grey Daze - Soul song

I will be waiting With a song in my soul A fortunate weakling Which I have foretold He raises his arms tied Above the oppressed Singing this sweet song His melody opens up the sun And freedom rained God has come With the rivers of blood Pushed back in my veins She sleeps with her eyes closed To dream of the past Her mind has gone blind now While her memory closes up the sun Freedom rained God has come With the rivers of blood Pushed back in my veins I will be waiting With a song in my soul A fortunate weakling Which I have foretold
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