[Verse] In the fields, where the sun once shone bright, Now it's muddy, and the land has lost its fight. The valley's silent, no more human cries, No roosters crow at morning, no joyful skies. [Chorus] A country does not laugh in the sun, No bells ring from the altar, for the God's sons. Mourning hearts, with a cross that's so immense, In the shadows, wildflowers ask for recompense. [Verse 2] In the shadows deep, nettles grow untamed, In the valley's heart, death's scream remains unnamed. The humble flower praying to the sky so vast, For the souls who rest, their memories cast. [Chorus] A country does not laugh in the sun, No bells ring from the altar, for the God's sons. Mourning hearts, with a cross that's so immense, In the shadows, wildflowers ask for recompense. [Bridge] The dead of Longarone, bodies now at peace, In the humble voice, their sorrows never cease. The valley echoes, a haunting, endless wail, A land once thriving, now telling a mournful tale. [Chorus] A country does not laugh in the sun, No bells ring from the altar, for the God's sons. Mourning hearts, with a cross that's so immense, In the shadows, wildflowers ask for recompense.
