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