Оригинален текст
Where feet of iron could not dare,
There lay christened in scent and tears
Calloused soles that knew no rust,
Walked splintered meters there across
In spite and met the grave's call
And called himself Emmanuel
Where feet of iron could not dare,
There lay christened in scent and tears
Calloused soles that knew no rust,
Walked splintered meters there across
In spite and met the grave's call
And called himself Emmanuel