He is gone, he is gone and my hair is growing long.
He'll be back, he'll be back, before the day turns black.
I'll be true, I'll be true, though my heart is falling through.
To the land, to the land, where he marches through.
See the stars.
See the sun.
See the yellow river run.
See the sky.
See the moon.
See, he'll be back soon.
He is gone, he is gone and my hair is growing long.
He'll be back, he'll be back, before the day turns black.
I'll be true, I'll be true, though my heart is falling through.
To the land, to the land, where he marches through.
See the sky.
See the sun.
See the yellow river run.
See the stars.
See the moon.
See, he'll be back soon.
He'll be back, he'll be back, before the day turns black.
I'll be true, I'll be true, though my heart is falling through.
To the land, to the land, where he marches through.
See the stars.
See the sun.
See the yellow river run.
See the sky.
See the moon.
See, he'll be back soon.
He is gone, he is gone and my hair is growing long.
He'll be back, he'll be back, before the day turns black.
I'll be true, I'll be true, though my heart is falling through.
To the land, to the land, where he marches through.
See the sky.
See the sun.
See the yellow river run.
See the stars.
See the moon.
See, he'll be back soon.