اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The sky is red with the colour of the dead
Feel the flames touching your face
The fields are gone, everything is burned to the ground
We hope for an answer, we hope for rain
How can we move on, how can we explain
This is a sign
This is a wake up call
The ashes will be new life
We have to face the dawn
With a hope of a better world
We walk away and let it burn
We are too old -- it's our children's turn
To sow the new seeds and make it grow again
To create their answers and create their rain
