《They Fell (Ils sont tombés)》歌词

[00:00:00] They Fell (Ils sont tombés) - Charles Aznavour

[00:00:14] They fell that year they vanished

[00:00:18] From the earth

[00:00:21] Never knowing the cause

[00:00:23] Or what laws they offended

[00:00:28] The women few as well

[00:00:30] And the babies they tendered

[00:00:34] Left to dry left to cry

[00:00:37] All condemned by their birth

[00:00:40] They fell like rain

[00:00:43] Across the thirsty land

[00:00:46] In their heart they were slain

[00:00:49] In their God still believing

[00:00:53] All their pity and pain

[00:00:56] In that season of grieving

[00:00:59] All in vain all in vain

[00:01:02] Just for one helping hand

[00:01:06] For no one heard their prayers

[00:01:08] In a world bent on pleasure

[00:01:12] From others people care

[00:01:14] They simply closed their eyes

[00:01:18] They create allot of sound

[00:01:21] In jazz and right time measure

[00:01:24] The trumpets screamed till dawn

[00:01:27] To drown the children's cries

[00:01:30] They fell like leaves

[00:01:34] Its people in its prime

[00:01:37] Simple man kindly man

[00:01:40] And no one new his crime

[00:01:43] The became in that hour

[00:01:46] Like the small desert flower

[00:01:49] Showing covered by the silent wind

[00:01:52] In sands of time

[00:02:02] They fell that year

[00:02:05] Before a cruel foe

[00:02:08] They had little to give

[00:02:11] But their lives and their passion

[00:02:15] And their longing to live

[00:02:18] In their way

[00:02:19] In their fashion

[00:02:22] So their harvest can

[00:02:23] Thrive and their children could grow

[00:02:27] They fell like flies

[00:02:30] Their eyes still full of sound

[00:02:33] Like a dove its flight

[00:02:37] In the path of rifle

[00:02:40] That fall down were it might

[00:02:43] As if death were a trifle

[00:02:47] And to bring to an end

[00:02:49] A life barely begun

[00:02:53] And I am of that race

[00:02:55] Who die in unknown places

[00:02:59] Who perished in their pride

[00:03:01] Whose blood in rivers ran

[00:03:05] In agony and fright

[00:03:08] With courage on their faces

[00:03:11] They went in to the night

[00:03:14] That waits for every man

[00:03:17] They fell like tears

[00:03:20] And never new what for

[00:03:23] In that summer of strife

[00:03:27] Of massacre and war

[00:03:29] Their only crime was life

[00:03:32] There only guilt was fear

[00:03:36] The children of armenia

[00:03:39] Nothing less nothing more