Quel con que je suis, j´y avais meme pas pensé... merci à toi
Wheeeeeeeeeen you waaaaaaaalk
Through a stooooooooooooooorm
Hooooold your headddd up high
And dooooont´ be afraiddddddd
Of the Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaark
At the ennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd
Of the storrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrm
There´s a golden skyyyyyyyyyy
And the sweet silver sonnnnng
Of a larkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
Walk on, through the winnnnnd
Walk on, through the raiiiiin
Tho´ your dreaaaams be tossed
And blooooooooooooooooooooown
Walk on, Wallllllllllllllk on
With hopppppppppppppppppppppe
In your hearttttttttttttttttt
And you´ll never walk alooone
You´ll never waaaaaaaaaaaaalk
Alooooooooooooooooooooooooone
LIVERPOOL
LIVERPOOL
LIVERPOOL !! !!