We shall go on to the ends. We shall fight in France. We shall fight on the seas and oceans. We shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength
We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France. We shall fight on the seas and oceans. We shall fight with brave confidence and great strenght in
"We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France We shall fightover the seas and oceans. we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength
Well, Mr. Churchill says, Mr. Churchill says "We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end" Mr. Beaverbrook says, "We gotta save our tin And all the
I've walked on black ice And I have slipped I walk on egg shells When I know I'm eloquent I've been through blackouts Hoping they were dreams I've been
Ho Can't you see I can't help myself? You know you really got a hold on me I need your love, wear jaded gold For once in my life, do you love me? All
I was born out of love And given a chance Playing with fast cars There were so many children Born with no choices Stealing their hearts Now look at
Like I feel, I'm so uncertain I'm all edgy, I need an extra nation It takes a fool to jump into the fire Unless the take is too good, you can't return
I don't need your analysis Your opinion, that's all this is I don't need you Pulling me in this pain I've become negative By the time that I think Or
We lose a team You sew it down without a fight My heart is sinking And there's no life boat in sight Can't hide my feelings On the outside, [Incomprehensible
I want to thank you, Mr. Churchill For making sure that I was born Thanks for the innocence that made us feel secure But time is wasting, hope is hungry
And I've been lightin' fire Eye is sobbing so weak Life's caught up with me I am too tired to run My motivation's yawning The light is never dawning
[Incomprehensible] the dawn has left A present by the door Didn't know 'til I walked Them steps are caused to fall Life calls you on the carpet What
Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele Waiting for me and a rainy day Trying to cross road, they all look like candy Guitars behind glass that I wanted to
Well Mr. Churchill says, Mr. Churchill says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin And all the garden
Don't just stand there faking. Don't just stand there making like you're one of us. You can't just fit the part. You have to set yourself apart. The
I walk a lonly road the only one that I ever none don't know where it goes but it's home to me and I walk alone. I walk this empty
Перевод: Макферсон, Грег. Черчилль.
