Vārdi: Underworld. Beach.

Some are winners and some are losers
Some are fighters till the day they die
Some try to make a living, some others always give in
Many are stopped before they get to try

And many others are forced to leave their countries
They lose families, they lose sleep
As soon as they are gone they are forgotten
But you see their tears crash on the beach
You can see their tears crash on the beach
You can see their tears crash on

Maybe a winner, maybe a loser
But I'm a fighter till the day I die
It took a lifetime to cross the breadline
To be a victim of accusing eyes

And many others are forced to leave their countries
They lose families, they lose sleep
As soon as they are gone they're forgotten
But you see their tears crash on the beach
You can see their tears crash on the beach
You can see their tears crash on