no The tribal wars Are burning up the homeland The fuel of evil Is raining from the sky The sea of lava Flowing down the mountain The time will sleep Us sinners
(The Clash) As the floods of God Wash away sin city They say it was written In the page of the Lord But I was looking For that great jazz note That destroyed
Μετάφραση: Η διαφωνία. Ο ήχος των αμαρτωλών.
: (The Clash) As the floods of God Wash away sin city They say it was written In the page of the Lord But I was looking For that great jazz note That
(The Clash) As the floods of God Wash away sin city They say it was written In the page of the Lord But I was looking For that great jazz note That
down the sword whilst the blade thirsting for it dashes deeper in. Shed the blood... death overcome... Sound the clash of iron... pain overcome... Kill