Текст песни ABBA - Soldiers
ABBA - Soldiers слова песни
Do I hear what I think Im hearing? Do I see the signs I think I see? Or is this just a fantasy? Is it true that the beast is wakingStirring in his restless sleep tonightIn the pale moonlightIn the grip of this cold decemberYou and I have reason to rememberSoldiers write the songs that soldiers singThe songs that you and I dont singThey blow their horns and march alongThey drum their drums and look so strongYoud think that nothing in the world was wrongSoldiers write the songs that soldiers singThe songs that you and I wont singLets not look the other wayTaking a chancecause if the bugler starts to playWe too must danceWhats that sound, whats that dreadful rumble? Wont somebody tell me what I hear? In the distance but drawing nearIs it only a storm approaching? All that thunder and the blinding lightIn the winter nightIn the grip of this cold decemberYou and I have reason to rememberSoldiers write the songs that soldiers singThe songs that you and I dont singThey blow their horns and march alongThey drum their drums and look so strongYoud think that nothing in the world was wrongSoldiers write the songs that soldiers singThe songs that you and I wont singLets not look the other wayTaking a chancecause if the bugler starts to playWe too must danceSoldiers write the songs that soldiers singThe songs that you and I wont singLets not look the other wayTaking a chancecause if the bugler starts to playWe too must dance