D E When our weary world was young C The struggle of the ancients first began The gods of love and reason Sought alone to rule the fate of man C A They battled through the ages But still neither force would yield The people were divided Every soul a battlefield Every soul a battlefield | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Аппликатуры аккордовA ![]() C ![]() D ![]() E ![]() |