Текст песни Trail of Tears (John Denver) с переводом

No more beautiful moons may we spend on our land

In the north, the scarlet council talks of war

And the long knives have massacred the tribe

And burned our corn

We’re not welcome in our homeland anymore

No more songs of the hunters on the baffalo plain

No more smoke from sacred fires touch these hills

And the numbers of the people grow fewer every mile

And our children will not leave the Great Spirit’s ways

There will be a trail of tears

There will be a trail of pain

And Jackson will have the Mississippi

And the twenty dollar bill

But for us the trail is all that will remain

On the streets of Rapid City

On the road to Wounded Knee

There is whiskey for forgetting everything

But the old ones say

«There may be time learning from each other

The way that it had once been meant to be»

There is still a trail of tears

There is still a trail of pain

And Jackson has got the Mississippi

And the twenty dollar bill

But for us the trail of tears remains

And Jackson has got the Mississippi

And the twenty dollar bill

But how long will the trail of tears remain?

Перевод песни Trail of Tears