CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : My City of Ruins
There's a blood red circle on the cold dark ground
And the rain is falling down
The church door's thrown open
I can hear the organ's song, but the congregation's gone
My city of ruins
My city is in ruins
Now the sweet bells of mercy drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner, like scattered leaves
The boarded up windows and the empty streets
While my brother's down on his knees
My city of ruins
My city is in ruins
Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, risе up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, risе up!
And the rain is falling down
The church door's thrown open
I can hear the organ's song, but the congregation's gone
My city of ruins
My city is in ruins
Now the sweet bells of mercy drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner, like scattered leaves
The boarded up windows and the empty streets
While my brother's down on his knees
My city of ruins
My city is in ruins
Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, risе up! Come on, rise up!
Come on, risе up!