the summer of his years The summer of his years And we who stay mustn't ever lose The victories that he won For wherever man look to freedom [Incomprehensible] His
out like a Southern shout And Heaven held its breath For a man shot down In a Southern town In the summer of his years Yes, the summer of his years
Превод: Френсис, Цонние. Летња Његове година.
Превод: Френсис, Цонние. У лето његових година.
