Текст песни Rice and Beans (Utah Phillips) с переводом

Allessandro has said he’ll run to the store

To bring back tobacco and beer

In silence we wait for the sound of the door

The hour of curfew is near

Outside I can hear the rattle of guns

The rumble of trucks in the street

Our lullaby ends, the dark hour comes

We whisper the small ones to sleep

In the morning I seek out the neighbours around

I ask them but nobody knows

Did he stop for the night with friends in the town

The doors of our friends are all closed

The sergeant looks up at the sound of my name

Quickly his eyes turn away

There’s no need to answer, it’s always the same

At the edge of the town, he will say

Like a broken toy he lies in the dirt

And greets me with unblinking eyes

A blood-red rose has bloomed on his shirt

He sleeps to the music of flies

Lost in his silence thoughtless I wait

For an angel of Christ to appear

My heart is closed in the black hand of hate

And hatred has stolen my tears

A bullet can open such a small wound

When our children are led to the wall

The price of his life was the sun and the moon

The price of his death so small

And where are the bullets to buy back the dreams

Of children who never grow old

And why have you traded our rice and our beans

For coffee more precious than gold

I will return to the sergeant again

In my manner no trace of surprise

He will look up to the sound of my name

To discover his death in my eyes

My brothers and sisters all flee to the wilds

To counsel, to nurture and learn

And you who feast on the blood of a child

Sleep well until we return

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