Rome
Текст песни The Secret Sons Of Europe

i remembered you wrong
i remembered you strong
i have severed all links, all attachments
to study your gestures
you shepherd, you merchant
you cold-hearted deserter
death is not a trivial matter
death is no trivial matter
and jealousy appeared
among a crowd of well-wishers
and carried these mournful lanterns
all gossip, all slander
my sweet black childhood
a secret son of Europe
in stern ordeals
our great refusal to fear

einmal vor unermasslichem stehen X11
einmal vor...

i remembered you strong
but i remembered you wrong
everything is forgiven
everything we've done
my sweet black childhood
a secret son of Europe
in stern ordeals

our great refusal to fear x2

einmal ins innere!