Tác giả : Barclay James Harvest, The
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
I feel sorry for the soldier who is shot and stoned in anger 
I feel sorry for his wife and child at home 
I feel sorry for the bomber who all life and limb dishonours 
For the people that he's maimed and left alone 
The lord god said love thy neighbour 
Though in human life he trades, he's still a man 
I feel sorry for the children who with open mind are willing 
To fight for ideals aged and past their time 
I feel sorry for the children who will join the vicious circle 
Of instinct fear bred from their parents' minds 
The lord god said love thy neighbour 
Break the circle, free the hater, call him a friend 
 
Wake up, wake up, there's a man by your side 
With a knife and a gun in each hand 
Wake up, wake up, you're one and the same 
It's time to stop and decide 
Is it love or hate? 
Is it peace or war? 
It's for sure there's no inbetween 
Politicians point views 
But they're pointing for you 
The solution has to be seen 
 
I thought i saw a summer soldier, helmet on his brow 
His silver rifle clutched beneath his armour-plated shroud 
I fire in hate, he cried aloud 
To protect myself from defeat 
My shield's my cause, my cause is war 
And from war i'll make no retreat 
 
I dreamt i saw an angel bright, a halo on his brow 
His golden sword lay in its sheath beneath his silver shroud 
I drwa thee not, he cried aloud 
Though your deeds like spears strike my soul 
My shield's my love, my cause is peace 
Faith be sure i shall not retreat