Reviewed by FilmVZ.Com on October 19

U2 Winter

Video Description :
Winter The yellow sun Well, hand Of country boy To city - land We mark No shadow On ancient, holy streets Where I learned crawl The broken bruised The young The confused All Words land Then abandon Mangle, untangle Leave floor Rhymes, sprang Summer But summer sings Now I' twenty- And stay alive In corner world With clear enemies fight It' hot hell We' butter toast But ' army world That fight ghost The broken bruised The young The confused All Words land Then abandon Leave stranded In guard door Rhymes began Summer But summer sings Listening cries The strangers The silence foreign grave Listening thunder The sky strange Stretched Listening tales The child sings That days days Listening calls Shouts, frustration At twenty- I born son And day I knew I kill To protect We put bullets guns Or takes To life '