U2 - Mothers Of The Disapeared

Mothers Of The Disapeared

Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us.
Hear the ir heartbeat
We hear the ir heartbeat.
In the wind we hear the ir laughter
In the rain we see the ir tears.
Hear the ir heartbeat, we hear the ir heartbeat.
Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue.
Hear the ir heartbeats
We hear the ir heartbeats.
In the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughter cry
See the ir tears in the rainfall.