The Memory Lives On - Paul Cardall (保罗·卡达尔)
Hearts are turning toward God
As we stand before him humble
In our hearts there's sorrow
As we wonder why our innocent have gone
Mothers are raising their empty arms
As if they see their children running
As if they hear their children calling
Yet their voices fade away and they are gone
Where have they gone
As their memory moves on
Why have they gone
As they hope it's not too long
Till one day they might see them
And with open arms they'll greet them
As the innocence of childhood lives on
Children are turning toward God
As they long to see their father
Long to hold their mother
In a place of pure divinity they wait on
In a world of pure serenity they wait on
Oh they wait on
With a memory that's strong
They carry on
And they hope it's not too long
And one day they will see them
And with open arms they'll greet them
And they'll know that they were with them all along
And they'll know that they were with them all along
All along
