Abba
Do i here what
i think i.m hearing do i see the signs i think i see or is this just a fantasty is it tru that the beast is
waking stirring in his restless sleep tonight in the pale moonligh in the grip of this cold december you and i have
reason to remember
soldiers write the song
thre soldier sing the song that you and i don´t sing
they blow their horns
and march along
they drum their drums
and look so strong
you´d think that
nothing in
world was wrong
soldiers write the song
that soldiers sing
the song that
you and i won´t sing
les not look the other way
taking a chance
cause if the burglar
starts to play
we too must dance
What´s the sound
what´s that
dreadful rumble
won´t sonmbody
tell me what i hear
in the distance
but drawing near
is it only
a storm approaching
all that thunder
and the buildinglight
in the winter night
in the grip
of this cold december
you and i
have reason
to remember
soldiers write the.....
(hinzugefügt von Theresa Troescher)