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The Sons歌词
Sons Of Scott Walker.Sons of the thief, sons of the saintWho is the child with no complaintSons of the great or sons unknownAll were children like your ownThe same sweet smiles, the same sad tearsThe cries at night, the nightmare fearsSons of the great or sons unknownAll were children like your own....So long ago: long, long, ago....But sons of tycoons or sons of the farmsAll of the children ran from your armsThrough fields of gold, through fields of ruinAll of the children vanished too soonIn tow'ring waves, in walls of fleshAmong dying birds trembling with deathSons of tycoons or sons of the farmsAll of the children ran from your arms....So long ago: long, long, ago....But sons of your sons or sons passing byChildren we lost in lullabiesSons of true love or sons of regretAll of the sons you cannot for