my turn To fight the bullfight Every word's sunk in deep Like the blades of a knife through my heart But my strength will return To fight the bullfight
I hear your voice way down inside A whispering sea of towering trees but no reply A silence so rare and more than I can stand Sweeps like a flood through
Пераклад: Сильвиан, Дэвід. Перад Карыда.
