스팅 (Sting) / Fragile

 

 

If blood will flow 
When flesh and steel are one 
Drying in the colour of the evening sun 
Tomorrow's rain will 
Wash the stains away 
But something in our minds 
Will always stay      Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence
and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are     On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are