Joan Baez - Song of Bangladesh

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Bangladesh, Bangladesh
Bangladesh, Bangladesh
When the sun sinks in the west
Die a million people of the Bangladesh

The story of Bangladesh
Is an ancient one again made fresh
By blind men who carry out commmands
Which flow out of the laws upon which nation stands
Which is to sacrifice a people for a land

Bangladesh, Bangladesh
Bangladesh, Bangladesh
When the sun sinks in the west
Die a million people of the Bangladesh

Once again we stand aside
And watch the families crucified
See a teenage mother s vacant eyes
As she watches her feeble baby try
To fight the monsoon rains and the cholera flies

And the students at the university
Asleep at night quite peacefully
The soldiers came and shot them in their beds
And terror took the dorm awakening shrieks of dread
And silent frozen forms and pillows drenched in red

Bangladesh, Bangladesh
Bangladesh, Bangladesh
When the sun sinks in the west
Die a million people of the Bangladesh

Did you read about the army officer s plea
For donor s blood? It was given willingly
By boys who took the needles in their veins
And from their bodies every drop of blood was drained
No time to comprehend and there was little pain

And so the story of Bangladesh
Is an ancient one again made fresh
By all who carry out commands
Which flow out of the laws upon which nations stand
Which say to sacrifice a people for a land

Bangladesh, Bangladesh
Bangladesh, Bangladesh
When the sun sinks in the west
Die a million people of the Bangladesh

Inne utwory

  • Gulf winds
  • Michael
  • A song for David
  • Luba, the baroness
  • Coconuts
  • Honest lullaby
  • In the morning light
  • Blessed are
  • Seabirds
  • Rider, pass by
  • Marriott, U.S.A.
  • For Sasha
  • Children and all that jazz
  • Only heaven knows
  • Losowe utwory

    Dwimmerlaik

    [Eowyn:]
    Curse you foul beast!
    Surrender or face my blade
    Curse you foul beast!
    Your armies will meet their fate
    Against your hordes until they fall
    Heroes of Rohan ride to last breath
    Of your orcs and your trolls
    This is their death

    [Witch-king:]
    Fool of a man
    Do not try to tempt me
    Mortal powers of yours
    Are not nearly enough
    My blessing...

    Buttercup

    Gee your mom looked like shit last night
    Hope that tinker toy boyfriend tonks her right
    Then again, I could never tell a fist fight from fun
    Maybe I ve never really known anyone

    Just sat still and spit in the fire
    I thought...

    Lovers in the backseat

    Shes quiet when shes down
    Strangers from other towns
    Nowhere to be found
    On this side of the scene

    Would you like a cigarette,
    Or my hand upon your shoulder?
    I think we might have met
    Would you like me to come over?

    There s lovers in the...

    Leave

    So...
    This is the end
    Time...
    Like grains of sand
    Falls...
    Into the past
    Just like tears down an algel s eyes

    Leave...
    Like rain of fire
    Heavens may cry
    Don t look back now
    Leave...
    Hold your head high
    You know men don t cry
    You can t...

    Pick up the phone

    When I try to
    Call your number
    All I´m getting is a busy line
    Have you got a
    Party waiting?
    Are you trying to put me hold on?

    Shoobedobop#Shoobedobop (Can´t you hear me)
    Shoobedobop
    Can´t you hear it ringing, baby?