PJ Harvey & John Parish - The Soldier | Текст песни

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• PJ Harvey & John Parish
• The Soldier

I imagine a dream,
In which I'm a soldier
And I'm walking
On the faces of dead women,
And everyone I've left behind me,
It's the year when
The troops entered
The thirty ninth,
Thirty ninth parallel.

Send me home restless,
Send me home damaged,
And wanting.

It's the year when,
Some poet said,
We must love
Or accept the consequences,
I want you to share
Every pin prick of guilt
That I have felt,
That I have felt.

Send me home restless,
Send me home damaged,
Send me home dispossessed,
Send me home damaged,
And wanting.