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- Ballad of Bobby Sands
On a grave in Belfast,
Shone a ray of gold light,
A voice spoke from the death,
And echoed in the night,
I'm far from captivity
That cell which confined me,
Neither pain or torture,
Are the powers that consigns me.
- Soundtrack
Ah ikutsumo no yoru wo koete
Kootta yume to kieyuku namida
WARM ME, WARM ME, WRAP ME
Ichido subete wo wasureta hazu nano ni
Hito wo aisenai koko no mi ga nikui
Doko made aruitemo owari ga mienai