Translation: The Police. Childrens Crusade.
gold With cigarettes you hand rolled I don't know you And I don't owe you a thing But the children lose their minds In such uncertain times The children
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Pourra-t-on un jour vivre sur la terre Sans colere, sans mepris Sans chercher ailleurs qu'au fond de son c?ur La reponse au mystere de la vie Dans le
The men and their mysteries do promise a proud grave The gods to preserve The bounty of souls to save Telling kids this life, it?s not important Telling
Translation: Archontes. Children's Crusade.
Translation: Jacques Higelin. The Children's Crusade.
Translation: Sting. Children's Crusade.
red wine Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a children's crusade The children of England would never
in red wine Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a children's crusade The children of England would
" Like a gold mine that never ends We don't want To fight For somebody's False pride Treat us just - we're also people Children's crusade... Crusade...
