歌词
It won’t bring back lovers and friends,
but it might make for a happier end.
There is hope in the land of ruins,
in the village of old enemies
who have come to join hands,
for they share the knowledge:
Compassion is the measure of a man.
It won’t bring back lovers and friends,
but it might make for a happier end.
And all the colours will return to these hills,
where the dust of despair takes a hold.
One day they will drink,
from these now stale waters.
Where there’s a will there’s a road.
It won’t bring back lovers and friends,
but it might make for a happier end.
Compassion is the measure of a man.
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