Оригинален текст
Cut down in their prime,
In silence, on that day,
February 58, they got what they need,
From Belgrade and back home to sleep.
More than a name, to millions,
What could have been changed,
By all the boys leaving Munich on that day,
The snow came and sent them to sleep.
***CHORUS***
(This, fall, was, greater than them all)
News and tributes come leaking (in)
As all eyes turn to Rome,
I forgotten the sadness (feel)
Voices turn us towards.
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Cut down in their prime,
In silence, on that day,
February 58, they got what they need,
From Belgrade and back home to sleep.
***CHORUS***
(This, fall, was, greater than them all)
News and tributes come leaking (in)
As all eyes turn to Rome,
I forgotten the sadness (feel),
Voices turn us towards.
They're still singing despite the (years)
Sending them back into Rome,
There's a ringing in the (ears),
That lasts them here to war.
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News and tributes,
(Lick it in
Lick it in,
Lick it in)
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