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《Where Are You Now, My Son?(Album Version)》歌词

所属专辑: The Complete A&M Recordings 歌手: Joan Baez 时长: 21:42
Where Are You Now, My Son?(Album Version)

[00:00:00] Where Are You Now, My Son? (Album Version) - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)

[00:02:46] It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry

[00:02:50] I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die

[00:02:54] But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red

[00:02:58] As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead

[00:03:10] An aging woman picks along the craters and the rubble

[00:03:14] A piece of cloth a bit of shoe a whole lifetime of trouble

[00:03:17] A sobbing chant comes from her throat and splits the morning air

[00:03:22] The single son she had last night is buried under her

[00:03:31] They say that the war is done

[00:03:40] Where are you now my son

[00:03:53] An old man with unsteady gait and beard of ancient white

[00:03:57] Bent to the ground with arms outstretched faltering in his plight

[00:04:01] I took his hand to steady him he stood and did not turn

[00:04:05] But smiled and wept and bowed and mumbled softly "Danke shoen"

[00:04:17] The children on the roadsides of the villages and towns

[00:04:21] Would stand around us laughing as we stood like giant clowns

[00:04:25] The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger

[00:04:30] And they spoke their only words in English "Johnson Nixon Kissinger"

[00:04:39] Now that the war's being won

[00:04:48] Where are you now my son

[00:05:01] The siren gives a running break to those who live in town

[00:05:04] Take the children and the blankets to the concrete underground

[00:05:08] Sometimes we'd sing and joke and paint bright pictures on the wall

[00:05:12] And wonder if we would die well and if we'd loved at all

[00:11:09] The helmetless defiant ones sit on the curb and stare

[00:11:12] At tracers flashing through the sky and planes bursting in air

[00:11:15] But way out in the villages no warning comes before a blast

[00:12:43] That means a sleeping child will never make it to the door

[00:12:54] The days of our youth were fun

[00:20:10] Where are you now my son