The Firebird کے بول

Keep your voices quiet Ears are all around If we hide each other No one will be found I can hear them talking Lie against the ground It's almost over Just don't make a sound Waiting for the morning Waiting for the sun to rise Waiting for the morning Waiting for the sun to rise High up in the tower Chained and bolted down Looking through the window Her eyes are on me now I can't escape it I can't make a sound Waiting for the morning Waiting for the sun to rise Waiting for the morning Waiting for the sun to rise Fly the vulture hunter Scourge upon the town On wings of thunder Bolting through the clouds Be drawn together Lightning strikes the ground Waiting for the morning Waiting for the sun to rise Waiting for the morning Waiting for the sun to rise Morning Waiting for the sun to rise Waiting for the morning Waiting for the sun to rise