you. Oh the hands, hands, hands were working on the land, your land. The labor of the woman and the man working with their hands. Hands, hands, working with their hands
men Have won the wide world over and lost it back again, But now the word has gone to ev'ry fallen land, That this old world is changing hands. From
Превод: Пхил Оцхс. Овај стари свет мења руке.
Превод: Пхил Оцхс. Руке.
hand Another sunday morning, another time to pray A brand new dress to wear and a doll to put away Another sermon, another hymn to sing And on her hand
Превод: Пхил Оцхс. На руку Златни прстен.
