Текст песни Joe Strummer and The Mescaleros - Minstrel Boy
Joe Strummer and The Mescaleros - Minstrel Boy слова песни
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,In the ranks of death you`ll find him;His father`s sword he hath girded on,And his wild harp slung behind him;"Land of Song!" cried the warrior bard,(Should) "Tho` all the world betrays thee,One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,One faithful harp shall praise thee!"The Minstrel fell! But the foeman`s chainCould not bring that proud soul under;The harp he lov`d ne`er spoke again,For he tore its chords asunder;And said "No chains shall sully thee,Thou soul of love and brav`ry!Thy songs were made for the pure and freeThey shall never sound in slavery!