الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
She was only a spark born in fields where kings made dust of prayers
They heard her voice and called it madness
They saw her flame and called it sin
So they wrapped her in virtue and struck the match
But even fire chained to the stake still screams toward heaven
