Joan Baez - Rider, pass by
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Tell me when you see them
Gathered at the shore
Dancing on their broken chains
Ah, the ladies are no more
In their blue jeans and their necklaces
Against an evening sky
But some of them are weeping
Crying rider, please pass by
The ship with all the riders
Has drifted out to sea
Compass cracked and stars unnamed
It s lost to history
And the riders in captivity
Watch ancient waves roll high
And hear the distant voices
Crying rider, please pass by
All you men who should have been
Your fathers beat you down
Your mothers loved you badly
Your teachers stole your crowns
And the wars you fought have taken toll
The price was far too high
You ve buried all the images
Of riders passing by
The horses of the riders
Have waited at the tide
But years have passed, they know at last
Their heroes will not ride
So the women oh so gracefully
Mount noble horses high
Shattering the timelessness
Of rider, please pass by
But who can dare to judge us
The women or the men?
If freedom s wings shall not be clipped
We all can love again
So the choice is not of etiquette
Or finding lonesome ways to die
But liberty to ships at sea
And riders passing by
But liberty to ships at sea
And riders passing by Inne utwory
Gulf winds Michael A song for David Song of Bangladesh Luba, the baroness Coconuts Honest lullaby In the morning light Blessed are Seabirds Marriott, U.S.A. For Sasha Children and all that jazz Only heaven knows Losowe utwory
Will this go down in history
Will this end up in misery
We re moving out
With endless doubts
Take your chance now
Will this go down in history
Will this end up in misery
We re moving out
With endless...
Paradoks starter odmul się zejdź na parter
Na razie żyć fartem nie bierz tego żartem
Każdy może paść ofiarą żywiołowej klęski
Dalszy etap życia może stać się po prostu grzędki
Jak dorastam mój żywot staje się po prostu ciężki
Teraźniejsza Służeźnia jak sauna
Tu...
Das is n sinnloses Lied
mach dir nichts draus
Das is n sinnloses Lied
mach doch einfach aus
Das is n sinnloses Lied
Warum hörst du noch zu?...
Here by my window in Germany
A morning bird flies close to me
On his wing I see a yellow star
The lights are on in the factory
The frost is hung on the linden tree
And I remember where we are
And I remember the holocaust
I remember all we lost
The families torn and the borders...
We left our homes behind, now we´re following the wolves´trail
Through the deepest forests, beneath the stars we ride
I can see the moon glowing red like the blood of warriors
There´s a prophecy, that tonight many men will die
The fire will burn forever in...