Blues för IRA - Cornelis Vreeswijk
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Blues för IRA - Cornelis Vreeswijk

Год
2003
Язык
`Swedish`
Длительность
155220

Below is the lyrics of the song Blues för IRA , artist - Cornelis Vreeswijk with translation

Lyrics " Blues för IRA "

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Blues för IRA

Cornelis Vreeswijk

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Dynamitarder finns av mnga slag,

Hare are han som har ftt nog en dag.

Hare are han som vljer dagar enligt plan,

Frst en smll I Belfast mitt p da’n.

Och tv timmar senare, fem dda barn I Killarney.

Svlten gare en man ibland till sprngare,

Skrddar’n krnger kappan och blir krngare.

Ett pund svartkrut sprnger kyrkans drr.

Da’n drp are prsten dare men aldrig frr.

Och tv timmar senare, fem dda barn I Killarney.

Nra nog spontant frn stund till stund,

Kastar n’n en bomb en viss perfekt sekund.

Hstar dare.

Och kungar.

Blodigt.

Trist.

Den spontana kastar’n kastar frst som sist.

Och tv timmar senare, fem dda barn I Killarney.

Hej grabben!

Ska du dansa?

E du dum?

Gummikulor, grabben, I en rutten slum!

Ska du st och dricka l och tveka?

Gare s hare: sl till direkt och neka.

Och tv timmar senare, fem dda barn I Killarney.

are dynamitarden stundom rik

are han frmst solist: d krvs publik!

gonvittnen, fotografer och rubriker!

Ett hysteriskt vittne stare och skriker.

Och tv timmar senare, fem dda barn I Killarney.

Grtande frldrar — anonyma frst.

Frsta bilden I bladet som are strst,

Hgst tv timmar senare p fem dda barn I Killarney.

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There are many types of dynamite,

Hare is he who has had enough of a day.

Hare is he who chooses days according to plan,

First a hit in Belfast in the middle of it.

And two hours later, five children died in Killarney.

Hunger sometimes makes a man a runner,

The tailor irons the coat and becomes ironier.

A pound of black powder bursts the church door.

Da'n drp are prsten dare but never again.

And two hours later, five children died in Killarney.

Almost spontaneously from moment to moment,

Drops n'n a bomb a certain perfect second.

Hstar dare.

And kings.

Bloody.

Sad.

The spontaneous thrower throws first as last.

And two hours later, five children died in Killarney.

Hey Kid!

Are you going to dance?

Are you stupid?

Rubber balls, kid, In a rotten slum!

Are you going to stand and drink l and hesitate?

Gare s hare: hit directly and deny.

And two hours later, five children died in Killarney.

are dynamitard sometimes rich

is he primarily a soloist: an audience is required!

eyewitnesses, photographers and headlines!

A hysterical witness stares and screams.

And two hours later, five children died in Killarney.

Grieving Parents — Anonymous First.

The first image In the leaf that is thickest,

At least two hours later, five children died in Killarney.

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