I'll be home and I'll be free It don't matter where I lay All my tears, be washed away So weep not from me, my friends When my time below does end For my
, I'l be home and I'll be free It don't matter where I lay, All my tears be washed away So weep not for me my friends, when my time below does end For my
Vertaling: Jars Of Clay. Al mijn tranen.