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  • 作词 : Dement
    There's a wall in Washington
    and it's made of cold black granite
    They say 60,000 names are etched there in it
    in that wall in Washington
    A father, he traveled from far away
    to walk the path 'til he finds that name
    He reaches his hand up and traces each letter
    The tears they fall as his memories gather
    for the boy who filled his heart with pride
    is now but a name that's been etched
    in the side of this wall in Washington
    A mother she traveled from far away
    to walk the path 'til she finds that name
    She reaches her hand up and traces each letter
    The tears they fall as her memories gather
    She feels the baby at her breast
    but her heart it breaks because all that is left
    is this wall in Washington
    A boy, he traveled from far away
    to walk the path 'til he finds that name
    He reaches his hand up and traces each letter
    He stares at the name of his unknown father
    His heart is young and it's filled with pain
    in anger he cries out
    "Who is to blame for this wall in Washington
    that's made of cold black granite?
    Why is my father's name etched here in it
    in this wall in Washington?"
  • 作词 : Dement
    There's a wall in Washington
    and it's made of cold black granite
    They say 60,000 names are etched there in it
    in that wall in Washington
    A father, he traveled from far away
    to walk the path 'til he finds that name
    He reaches his hand up and traces each letter
    The tears they fall as his memories gather
    for the boy who filled his heart with pride
    is now but a name that's been etched
    in the side of this wall in Washington
    A mother she traveled from far away
    to walk the path 'til she finds that name
    She reaches her hand up and traces each letter
    The tears they fall as her memories gather
    She feels the baby at her breast
    but her heart it breaks because all that is left
    is this wall in Washington
    A boy, he traveled from far away
    to walk the path 'til he finds that name
    He reaches his hand up and traces each letter
    He stares at the name of his unknown father
    His heart is young and it's filled with pain
    in anger he cries out
    "Who is to blame for this wall in Washington
    that's made of cold black granite?
    Why is my father's name etched here in it
    in this wall in Washington?"