I was wrong
When I put my hand on your shoulder
He held it there for a long time
And spoke the words
I was wrong
When I asked you to tell me
Which side are you
There are rules of the game
You know you can't do it alone
Underneath all these flags
What are flying all around us
There is no place
Where could she stand
Raise her hands high
And sing our song
And sing our song
Against her will Involved
In the old conspiracy side
In the old conspiracy hope
I found my way one day
By chance
Underneath all those flags
What are flying..
Drops from the rim
Now they fall on the shoulders And gun
I am free
Let a silk shawl flutter from my neck..
Drops from the brim
Now they fall on my shoulders And gun
I am free
Let from my the door is fluttering with a silk scarf..