Текст песни Page Martin - The Door
Page Martin - The Door слова песни
Hannah is dreamingShe`s young once againShe stands with her brotherWith thousands of menHer head has been shavenBy a black uniformShe`s one of God`s childrenThat waits at the doorTears on her pillowShe tightens her lipsTouches the numberTattooed on her wristThe sign says "Treblinka"Again she can`t breatheFor all of the childrenShe`ll always seeThey`re her constant companionsSix hundred soulsIn the doors of the chambersthere`s one door of hopeThat would open to the forestAnd fields covered greenWhere all of God`s childrenAgain would be freeAnd they came out of the tunnelsWent over in wavesShe`d run with the othersOver the gravesAs the watchtowers tumbleIn an ocean of fireSome of God`s childrenEscaped through the wireSlowly `roundThe raven fliesScours the treesWhere they hideThe beast he threatens"You won`t survive"She raises her fistAnd whispers in her sleep"I am going to live!I am going to live!"Sunlight has risenIn her garden todayHannah is watchingHer grandchildren playShe hears the bells ringingIn a town far awayFor all of God`s childrenWho died for this day