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Mothers Of The Disappeared

Midnight, or sons and daughters

Were cut down and taken from us

Hear their heartbeat...

Wehear their heartbeat

In the wind

We hear their laughter

In he rain

We see their tears

Hear their heartbeat...

We hear their heartbeat

Night hangs like a prisoner

Stretched over black and blue

Hear their heatbeat...

We hear their heartbeat

In the trees

Our sons stand naked

Trough the walls

Our daughters cry

See their tears in the rainfall


Mothers Of The Disappeared / U2

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