كلمات Beating Heart

Still my beating heart Lone a gambler we Ain't a race at all… ain't a race at all And every pain that you see God let it be And no heaven in his war, no heaven in his war People of the Earth them fighting Fire is building up People of the Earth them starving And the fire is building up Power struggle, power struggle How you ever gonna teach them ? How you ever gonna teach your youth to Buy and sell it in the war, woman and man I bet in you you never pacified to man Suf-suffer long against them foe Suf-suffer long against them When their back is against the wall they will strike, strike, strike ! Ain't a race at all yeah Ain't a race at all Still my beating heart Sit still my beating heart Still my beating heart… Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit