Werth-Williams
The skies were blue and gentle
The sands were soft and fine
And when you'd finally spent all, baby
You total cost was time
Heaven was an island
Where anger was a crime
The seas were calm and steady
The trees and flowers bowed
To breezes ever ready
To cool the heated brow
Heaven was an island
That couldn't happen now
Your father's name was freedom
Your mother's name was peace
And if one day you need 'em, honey
You'll find them not with ease
For heaven is an island
Our leaders say must cease

INVIA LE CORREZIONI