Texty: Gang (The). Barricada. Song Of The Prisoner.

Far away from my home
I?m holdin? three diamonds in the left
throught days that return
and every night I sleep near a ravine
I?m stanger in rooms
where snakes crakes crawl along the wall
You can sing the song of the prisoner
You can under a leaden sky but it?s not
enough now
wen the lightning stroke I stole
wild strings and a brand new hat
to the gypsy of the turkish bath
and with my back to the wall
I sang the prophecy of the outlaw "nobody
will fall except for the gouvernements"
You can sing the song of the prisoner
You can under a leaden sky but it?s not
enough now
As a rebel I?ll blind
the medals of the beggar
As a rebel I?ll lame
any strategy of escape
But I know that the shadows of the gallows
caress my back all along the path of victory
You can sing the song of the prisoner
You can under a leaden sky but it?s not
enough now