May the road gangs never meet you.
May the wind be fallout-free.
May the sun shine through the ashes,
Hot rain not fall on thee.
And until we meet again,
May no one hold your flesh in the palm of their hand.
May the road gangs never meet you.
May the wind be fallout-free.
May the sun shine through the ashes,
Hot rain not fall on thee.
And until we meet again,
May no one hold your flesh in the palm of their hand.