wild and a lonely child And the son of an angry land Now with the high wars raging I would offer you my hand For we are the children of darkness And the
a wild and a lonely child And the son of an angry man Now with the high wars raging I would offer you my hand For we are the children of darkness And
wild and a lonely child And the son of an angry land Now with the high wars raging I would offer you my hand For we are the children of darkness And
Tradução: Joan Baez. Hijos de las Tinieblas.
