
Evil Joan Baez
На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Evil" от Joan Baez. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

While the red spittle of the grape-shot sings
All day across the endless sky, and while entire battalions
Green or scarlet‚ rallied by their king
Disintegrate in crumpled masses under fire
While an abominable madness seeks to pound
A hundred thousand men into a smoking mess
Pitiful dead in summer grass‚ on the rich ground
Out of which Nature wrought these men in holiness
He is a God who sees it all‚ and laughs aloud
At damask altar-cloths, incense and chalices
Who falls asleep lulled by adoring liturgies
And wakens when some mother, in her anguish bowed
And weeping till her old black bonnet shakes with grief
Offers him a a big sou wrapped in her handkerchief
All day across the endless sky, and while entire battalions
Green or scarlet‚ rallied by their king
Disintegrate in crumpled masses under fire
While an abominable madness seeks to pound
A hundred thousand men into a smoking mess
Pitiful dead in summer grass‚ on the rich ground
Out of which Nature wrought these men in holiness
He is a God who sees it all‚ and laughs aloud
At damask altar-cloths, incense and chalices
Who falls asleep lulled by adoring liturgies
And wakens when some mother, in her anguish bowed
And weeping till her old black bonnet shakes with grief
Offers him a a big sou wrapped in her handkerchief
Комментарии (0)
Минимальная длина комментария — 50 символов.