Reinhard Mey - Frieden Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Peace

Your picture in the late night news,
Wimpering, dying soldier.
A number in the war reports,
A cog in the war machine,
For a chess move you were shot to the ground
And for a game plan that was drawn in the sand,
For a delusion you shed your blood
And always for some godforsaken fatherland.

When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the misery gone?
When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the cruelty gone?

Maybe six or seven years of age,
Torn by shrapnels,
A child is lying on a stretcher in the hall,
A silent cry slowly fading away.
This is how it looks like, the image of victory,
And we all know it only too well.
And the price of war is paid by children
From Belfast to Soweto, from Sarajaevo to Beirut.

When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the misery gone?
When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the cruelty gone?

Mr. Secretary of War, you who thirst for glory,
General, Sir, you ambitious old man,
And all of you co-murderers
And henchmen of war:
Don't you ever have these visions?
And you in the boardrooms of defense contractors:
They are getting killed by your cannons,
And your clean hands are stained with blood, you so-called honourable gentlemen.

When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the misery gone?
When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the cruelty gone?

Only when the war lords in their pinstripes,
The true culprits, have got their punishment,
When soldiers finally understand
That they are potential casualties of war,
And when of all the promises made by politicians
Only this one gets fullfilled
Will a new day dawn:
»May the hand fall off the one who reaches it out for a weapon ever again.« *

When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the misery gone?
When will there be peace,
Finally peace?
When will there be peace, finally peace, with all the cruelty gone?

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