Текст песни: What Reasons Have They To Dance + перевод

Today in a village of famine

A feast was had by all

So stop all the presses

And listen for the riots and brawls

But no rifles were aimed at comrades

Only at our fascist lords

There were ghosts of Winstanley’s farmers

When they were wielding ploughs not swords

What reason have they to dance and to sing?

Their pockets are all empty

They’ve not stewards, queens or kings

No bosses, laws or order

Marching armies must be bring

To give them all a reason now

To dance and to sing

Hush, scholar of history

Do not write a word

We’ll make repetition out of precedents

See that this dream goes deferred

Tell on insatiable greed within us

And how the rebellion didn’t work

So in a hundred years, it’s forgotten

Shift the tale and shift the worth

Where the women took up arms

To kill the fascists to protect life

Where the food was freed at last

For all the peoples' fork and knife

'Tis the reason they have to dance and to sing

Their pockets are all empty

They’ve no stewards, queens or kings

No bosses, laws or order

Everyone has everything

Each day gives them a reason now

To dance and to sing

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