When the whole city’s done Like Babilon All people are trying to save their souls Leaving what they have Every soul and every heart could be a stone Oh brothers and sisters The old priest has gone The lonely monk starts to pray
When the whole city’s done Like Babilon All people are trying to save their souls Leaving what they have Every soul and every heart could be a stone Oh brothers and sisters The old priest has gone The lonely monk starts to pray
When the summer is strong You leave the place where you belong