Nhạc sĩ: Richard Rodgers
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Walk through a storm, hold your head up high, and don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm is a golden sky, and the sweet ever calm of a lark.
Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain.
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, and you'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone.
When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high, and don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm is a golden sky, and the sweet ever calm of a lark.
Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain.
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
And you'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone.
You'll never walk alone.
