Lyrics:

Oh, what a terrible day, the third of May
'Cause a storm was coming to our shore
Oh, we were scared to stay, tried to get away
But no time was left anymore

We went back to our flats, put our son to bed
Then he started to cry, though he didn't know why
And I said: 'Easy, boy
It's gonna be alright, boy'
I said: 'Easy, boy, today'

Then it started to rain while the snowflakes came
We were powerless against this force
And we looked outside where people tried to hide
While the wind took his course

Trees broke in two, I thought we never get through
I even couldn't tear, my cryin' son was lying near me
And I said: 'Easy, boy
It's gonna be alright, boy'
I said: 'Easy, boy, today'

And we all pray together
And we all pray the same
We pray to stop this weather
pray, pleased by the game

At the end of the night it seemed to turn out right
'Cause the storm was dyin' down
And the morning seemed bright, but when I looked outside
I saw a scene of desilation goin' round

I looked at my son, he was asleep, his fear was gone
His eyes were still red and I remembered what I saidI said: 'Easy, boy
It's gonna be alright, boy'
I said: 'Easy, boy, today'

And we all pray together
And we all pray the same
We pray to stop this weather
Pray, pleased by the game

And we all pray together
And we all pray the same
We pray to stop this weather
Pray, pleased by the game

And we all pray together
And we all pray the same
We pray to stop this weather
Pray, pleased by the game

And we all pray together
And we all pray the same
We pray to stop this weather
Pray, pleased by the game

And we all pray together
And we all pray the same
We pray to stop this weather