https://peertube.lernetholenia.de/videos/watch/fba937d3-bcf1-4aa8-aad2-e8c7f53806ee The Prisoners Verse 1 They trample round the yard in a narrow ring. Their gaze drifts to and fro through the barren space. It searches for a field, for a tree, And rebounds from the whiteness of the naked walls. Verse 2 As in the mills the wheels keep turning, So turns the dark trail of their steps. And like a skull with a monk’s tonsure, The yard’s bare center lies smooth and blank. Chorus: Round and round the prisoners go, Beneath the rain, so cold and slow, Searching for a field, a tree, Beyond the walls they'll never see. Verse 3 A thin rain falls upon their short coats. They look with sorrow at the grey wall above, Where little windows sit behind their frames, Like black honeycombs in a beehive. Round and round the prisoners go, Beneath the rain, so cold and slow, Searching for a field, a tree, Beyond the walls they'll never see. Verse 4 They are driven in, like sheep to the shearing. Grey backs press forward into the stall. And clattering echoes ring out From wooden clogs upon the stairway floor. Chorus Round and round the prisoners go, Beneath the rain, so cold and slow, Searching for a field, a tree, Beyond the walls they'll never see. Round and round the prisoners go, Beneath the rain, so cold and slow, Searching for a field, a tree, Beyond the walls they'll never see. Thu, 02 Jul 2026 09:17:39 GMT https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html PeerTube - https://peertube.lernetholenia.de https://peertube.lernetholenia.de/client/assets/images/icons/icon-1500x1500.png https://peertube.lernetholenia.de/videos/watch/fba937d3-bcf1-4aa8-aad2-e8c7f53806ee All rights reserved, unless otherwise specified in the terms specified at https://peertube.lernetholenia.de/about and potential licenses granted by each content's rightholder.