Текст песни: Trooper's Lament + перевод

I sailed from Seattle, far away from friends and home

Across the blue Pacific to the Land of Morning Calm

Here’s a helmet and a rifle and your prophylactics, too

And as sure as I’m your captain, we will make a man of you

The 105's were pounding, and their thunder shook the night;

I asked my bold commander, «Who am I here to fight?»

«It's the Slopes and the Slants, it’s the Gooks and Chinks,» said he

And I wondered if their captain ever said the same of me

I’d seen the mountain winter, where the air is cold and still;

But, oh, that frozen Chosun, it was a living hell

With the fever and the jaundice and a hundred kinds of mold

We were slaughtered in our mummy bags by bayonets and cold

And everywhere I traveled from the Gap at Kumari (?)

The Yong-San Reservation to the camps at Moonsanee (?)

From the golden plains of Inchon, my boots rotting on my feet

All I heard were crying babies while their mothers walked the street

We bought watches, we bought cameras, we bought whores, and we bought booze;

With the little barefoot beggars bending down to shine our shoes

We gave them back our candy, and to answer our desire

Oh, we gave them round-eyed babies who died outside the wire

I got off in Seattle, and I climbed on board a train

I rode it through the mountains with a fever in my brain

I could find no reason to remain here any more

Oh, there was no sign around me of the life I’d lived before

Then what’s the pride in country if it robs a man of will?

What’s the pride in manhood if a man will rape and kill?

And what’s the pride in killing if the dead will rise gain?

Ah, but there’s a pride in knowing that the enemy’s within

So, listen all you troopers, here’s a lesson you should know

From an older brownshoe soldier, who marched off long ago;

They will use your pride and passion for to settle all their fights

Keep your pride in your trousers, and your captain in your sights

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