Текст песни Bad Religion - Sorrow
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Father can you hear me?How have I let you down?I curse the day that I was born...And all the sorrow in this world...Let me take you to the hurting groundWhere all good men are trampled downJust to settle a bet that could not be wonBetween a prideful father and his sonWill you guide me now, for I can`t seeA reason for the suffering and this long miseryWhat if every living soul could be upright and strongWell, then I do imagine...There will be SorrowYeah there will be SorrowAnd there will be Sorrow, no moreWhen all soldiers lay their weapons downOr when all kings and all queens relinquish their crownsOr when the only true messiah rescues us from ourselvesIt`s easy to imagine...There will be SorrowYeah there will be SorrowAnd there will be Sorrow, no more