Текст песни 10,000 Maniacs - Anthem For Doomed Youth
10,000 Maniacs - Anthem For Doomed Youth слова песни
For whom do the bells toll When sentenced to die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The monstrous anger The fear`s rapid rattle A desert inferno Kids dying like cattle Don`t tell me We`re not prepared I`ve seen today`s marine He`s eighteen and he`s eager He can be quite mean No mock`ries for them No prayers or bells The demented choirs The wailing of shells The boys holding candles On untraveled roads The fear spreads like fire As shrapnel explodes I think it`s wrong To conscript our youth Against their will When plenty of our citizenry Really like to kill What sign posts will lead To armageddon`s fires What bugles will call them From crowded grey shires The women sit quiet With death on their minds A slow dusk descending The drawing of blinds Make the hunters all line up It`s their idea of fun And let those be forgiven Who never owned a gun Was it him or me Or the wailing of the dead The laughing soldiers Cast their lots And you can cut the dread