Текст песни The Land - Dougie Maclean
He
says
it
goes
with
the
land
and
we
can
do
nothing
more
And
no
one
can
see
what
is
wrong
and
is
right
It
goes
with
the
land
and
it's
broken
and
sore
And
it
bleeds
from
inside
and
is
tired
of
this
long
endless
fight
But
they
never
will
learn
It
never
will
break
up
and
burn
It's
holding
it
close
until
we
make
our
return
And
it
flows
in
the
burns
they're
diluted
and
stale
They
fall
weary
down
hillsides
and
cry
for
relief
It
flows
in
the
burns
and
they're
cloudy
and
pale
And
the
once
foaming
waters
run
tepid
in
sheer
disbelief
It
could
have
been
healthy
and
strong
It
could
have
been
laughter
and
light
But
the
hope
of
a
people
holds
on
Shining
and
bright
And
it
blows
with
the
wind
and
it
hangs
in
the
breeze
And
it
cuts
through
the
trees
like
the
slash
of
a
blade
It
blows
with
the
wind
you
can
smell
the
disease
And
it
rolls
across
mountains
destroying
the
patterns
we've
made
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