A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

Dalmo Mendonça

"Nous sommes tous bricoleurs"

Do you hear the people sing
Out of the huts of history’s shame?
The men and women I saw were all near to me;
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn.

Still-born, they don’t always die:
Martyrs never regret.
He stood for a minute alone on the balcony.
The darkness drops again; but now I know.

But he grew old — This knight so bold —
The only thing that change is the price of gold.

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #


All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.
Copyright © 2017-2019 Lyrics.lol