Songtexte:
Abba Soldiers

that the beast is waking Stirring in his restless sleep tonight In the pale moonlight In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers

Übersetzung: Abba. Soldiers.

that the beast is waking Stirring in his restless sleep tonight In the pale moonlight In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too

: I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too

: I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too