Dawn of Anguish

The people have not stirred
We are abandoned by those who still live in fear
The people have not heard
Yet we will not abandon those who cannot hear
Let us not waste lives
Let all the women and fathers of children go from here
Drink with me to days gone by
Sing with me the songs we knew
At the shrine of friendship raise your glass high
Let the wine of friendship never run dry
If I die, I die with you



Credits
Writer(s): Herbert, Kretzmer, Boublil, Alain, Michel Claude Schonberg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link