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Patty Smith

Gung Ho

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Текст песни Patty Smith - Gung Ho

Patty Smith - Gung Ho слова песни




On a field of red one gold starRaised above his headRaised above his headHe was not like any otherHe was just like any otherAnd the song they bledWas a hymn to himAwake my little oneThe seed of revolutionSewn in the sleeveOf cloth humbly wornWhere others are adornedAbove the northern plainThe great birds flyWith great wingsOver the paddy fieldsAnd the people kneelAnd the men they toilYet not for their ownAnd the children are hungryAnd the wheel groansThere before a grass hutA young boy stoodHis mother lay deadHis sisters cried for breadAnd within his young heartThe seed of revolution sewnIn cloth humbly wornWhile others are adornedAnd he grew into a manNot like any otherJust like any otherOne small manA beard the color of riceA face the color of teaWho shared the miseryOf other men in chainsWith shackles on his feetEscaped the guillotineWho fought againstColonialism imperialismWho remained awakeWhile others sleptWho penned like JeffersonLet independence ringAnd the cart of justice turnsSlow and bitterlyAnd the people were cryingPlant that seed that seedAnd they crawled on their belliesBeneath the giant beastAnd filled the carts with bodiesWhere once had been their cropsAnd the great birds swarmSpread their wings overheadAnd his mother deadAnd the typhoons and the rainThe jungles in flamesAnd the orange sunNone could be more beautifulThan VietnamNothing was more beautifulThan VietnamAnd his heart stopped beatingAnd the wheel kept turningAnd the words he bledWere a hymn to themI have served the whole peopleI have served my whole countryAnd as I leave this worldMay you suffer unionAnd my great affectionLimitless as skyFilled with golden starsThe question is raisedRaised above his headWas he of his wordWas he a good manFor his image fills the southern heartWith none but bitternessAnd the people keep cryingAnd the men keep dyingAnd it`s so beautifulSo beautifulGive me one more turnGive me one more turnOne more turn of the wheelOne more revolutionOne more turn of the wheel

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