while memories wash out
humans forgive
and a lot be forgotten
what will persist?

as long we'll keep on talking
keep on listening
keep on shaking our hands
we'll tear down their statues
'cause love is our monument

and almost tears them down
the ruins of an ancient house
the ruins of an ancient house
the ruins of an ancient house
the ruins of an ancient house
the ruins of an ancient house
the ruins of an ancient house
the ruins of an ancient house