Текст песни: The Tillman Song + перевод

There are heads above the hedges

And the men all lift their guns

I am looking for my shadow

Oh, where did she run?

There are roses in the rifles

There are children in your sons

For every lost one hundred

There are one hundred ones

When you’ve been plucked to the last feather

When you’re gutted like the sow

Tillman covers in the end zone

And the ball’s arriving now

And the pain, it makes you hungry

But it makes you more than that

It makes you want to bear your hunger

In combat

And I am down on the ground before the prophet

And I can see that he is human in his desire

For there are tears that fall from underneath his veil

For he knows you’ve gone down in friendly fire

Well, I chose to stay and be the artist

And you chose to go and kill

And I have slaughtered my own armies

And you have done no ill

You shouted, «This war is illegal»

And, «I believe in love»

As the bombs fell in Baghdad

And the hawks came for the doves

And I am down on the ground before the prophet

And I can see that he is human in his desire

For there are tears that fall from underneath his veil

For he knows you’ve gone down in friendly fire

And the soldiers home at Petco

Have put their faith in dogs

Ask them why and they will answer

«Because, because, because

Because, because, because

Because, because»

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