Paroles de The Last Ones Will Be The First After All

September, 20, 1990: Early in the morning.... We've been a hundred men and now we are ten On this rotten boat Ninety dreams we've buried in the sand Not one of them comes back again And all we needed was a piece of land A handful of sand In nowhere-land We were young we were brave we were bold Our visions come to an end One thousond days have made us grow old And the wind's still blowing mighty cold And all we needed was a piece of land A handful of sand In nowhere-land All we needed was a piece of land A handful of sand In nowhere-land All that's left is so small so small But the last ones will be The first after all