Текст песни Requiem for a Dying Song (Flogging Molly) с переводом

There’s a government whip cracked across your back

Where the order of the day is don’t listen, attack

See the blood run down in your bushwacked town

Revolution is the gimmick of a jokerless clown

Another volley’s just the ammo for the taxman’s gun

Talk, don’t talk if you’ve nothing to say

Walk, don’t walk if your feet don’t know the way

In requiem for a dying song

Hear the shimmy and the shake from a futile war

With the sun that lights the day

Brings the darkness and the prize of another great shame

But with you, my love

With you, my love

With you, I will return

In requiem for a dying song

Grab the barrel by the face, shoot the order, release

Shove the bullet in your pocket, turn away and retreat

See the terror in the eye of a bloodshot child

With only rubble in his belly and the promise of lies

Operation liberation, tell me you can decide

Talk, don’t talk if you’ve nothing to say

Walk, don’t walk if your feet don’t know the way

In requiem for a dying song

Hear the shimmy and the shake from a futile war

With the sun that lights the day

Brings the darkness and the prize of another great shame

But with you, my love

With you, my love

With you, I will return

In requiem for a dying song

Agony from every corner on every street

Ignite their loss of self with bitterness, explode

Explode

There’s a government whip cracked across your back

Where the order of the day is don’t listen, attack

Ah, talk, don’t talk if you’ve nothing to say

Walk, don’t walk if your feet don’t know the way

In requiem for a dying song

Hear the shimmy and the shake from a futile war

With the sun that lights the day

Brings the darkness and the prize of another great shame

But with you, my love

With you, my love

With you, I will return

In requiem for a dying song

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