Imprimer - Paroles Mania

Run, run so fast
Over fields and grass
At last, at last
We escaped from the trap

With the rabbit and the bear
And the sparrows of the air
Come one, come all
The hunter is gone

And this is our chance
To crawl under the wire
Through the darkest wood
On up to the mountain of fire
Where everything is free
In the light of the sun
Where every creature sings
Oh Lord, you rescued us all

Don’t listen to the snake
For he lies and he takes
Your hope, your faith
Away from you

But when the lion comes around
With his claw and his crown
Follow, follow
His every move

From Paroles Mania