Songtexte Winchester Geese - Kristóf Hajós

No one knows about the
No one cares about the
Winchester geese

Men would make them fly by
Men would make the fall down
Just as they please

Whatever they say
Whatever they pray
It will fall back to the ground
Whatever they build
To cover their guilt
We'll know who to comfort and who to hound

And in the early morning
When the priests are selling
Tokens for your sins
Then we'll wake and wonder
What they will look like
When the night begins

When they make them fly by
When they make them fall down
Just as they please
No one knows about the
No one cares about the
Winchester geese

Whatever they say
Whatever they pray
It will fall back to the ground
Whatever they build
To cover their guilt
We'll know who to comfort and who to hound