Текст песни Iron Curtain - The Burning

as a star collapsed and died
in a corner of the sky
we were facing eye to eye
with the burning of a million dreams

there outside with all the noise
children playin with their toys
their imaginations run
from the dyin of an evening sun

the burning

helicopter buzzing sound
a warm wind in a quiet town
does it have to be so loud
they were killin all the tourist trade

the burning