Текст песни: The City: War March / El Duende Agonizante / Minstrel's Lament + перевод

Part 2 — El Duende Agonizante

Instrumental

Part 3 — Minstrel’s Lament

I have watched in wonder as The colours turned to grey

I’ve seen the metal machines and

The factory dreams

I just got to get away

I have grown accustomed to The drugs of power and steel

And the achin' in my head and the concrete bed

And the politician’s velvet feel, oh I have learned to save my smile and

Use it like a knife

We’ve all learned to trust in profit and value

Profit over life

I have watched the skyline grow in Defiance of the sun

We let it take us and we let it break us Now the damage has been done, oh I have learned the language

Of the lost that walk the streets

And I’m the city’s minstrel

Who knows all of her syncopated beats

I can recall when ambitions were small

And the music filled the air

But the minstrel’s crying 'cause the music’s dying

And the city’s everywhere

It’s everywhere

Now there’s no more singing

Just a ringing in my ears

And the city’s story in all it’s power

Is the greatest of my fears

Long gone once upon a time

I sang a song so sweet

But now I can’t hear the melody

I just feel the driving beat, beneath my feet

Hear my crying

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