The world is sick !
You cannot hope
to bribe or twist,
thank God !
the journalist.
But, seeing what
the man will do
unbridled, there`s
no occasion to...
Not a drum was heard,
not a funeral note,
As his corse to the rampart we hurried.
We carved not a line,
and we raised not a stone -
But we left him alone with his glory...
You cannot hope
to bribe or twist,
thank God !
the journalist.
But, seeing what
the man will do
unbridled, there`s
no occasion to...
Not a drum was heard,
not a funeral note,
As his corse to the rampart we hurried.
We carved not a line,
and we raised not a stone -
But we left him alone with his glory...
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