Siberia
I have seen their faces and the wisdom in their eyes
How they talked about the days gone by from the winter of their lives
And they talked about their childhood and the innocence on you
Trapped inside their history, searching for the truth
They talked about the trains that travelled through the night
They never got the chance to stand up and fight
But they fought the ruthless winter
With fires in the snow
Working in the fields where the winds of fortune blow
When I see Siberia, I guess I never win
I can see a child on some Russian hill
Gazing to the west, with sadness on his face
Stranded in the tide of the inhuman race
I've never seen Siberia, I know I never will
The child is searching still
Now the sins of time have faded all the images of war
The power and the glory they don't matter anymore
When the century is over and another one begins
Will we be the children or the fathers of our sins?
When I see Siberia, I guess I never win
But I can see a child on some Russian hill
Gazing to the west, with sadness on his face
Stranded in the tide of the inhuman race
I've never seen Siberia and oh, I never will
The child is searching still
Siberia (I've never seen Siberia)
I guess I never will
I have seen the child
On some Russian hill
I've never seen Siberia
The child is searching still
Siberia
Oh, Siberia
Oh, Siberia
