сlann zu - from bethlehem to jenin | Текст песни

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Like a swan who's lover has been shot in the chest
And is lying down broken and lifeless
Speaking the last words of a life decayed.
Counting down numbers of a life betrayed.

And all of the people are gathered around
To listen to the beautiful sounds coming out of the bodies
Swinging in the coolest breeze.
Nodding in time to the sweet serenade.

Send in your bulldozers...
Send in your bulldozers to knock the buildings down.
Drop your smartest bombs from the highest clouds.

From Bethlehem to Jenin
This sound is so obscene.
From New York to Dublin
They're swinging in the wind.

There is no blessed saviour
There is no blessed sin
There is only the sounds of bodies
As they are swinging in the wind.
The smell of 3 day death
Down each deserted street
As the dogs pick their way
Between the bodies in defeat.

They're swinging

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