Vojna Poema lyrics
Song information
Artist: Laibach
Album: Nova Akropola
Lyrics
Morda nam bodo oblaki- rjuhe edine odeje
Pala na roke, obleke, prva, druga bo kaplja
V noc cez mocvirno poseko zakricala bo caplja
Trsi spiral bo lica, mocil nam usta s krpo
Noc nam bo z mrzlim nozem rezala crnega kruha
Svoje misli tehtali bomo kot prhle veje
Dokler nam soncna zarja zemlje, src ne ogreje
V soncu bo hosta zapela, hosta in pesem vojna:
Brat moj, ne skrivaj lica, danes je vojna, vojna!
[English translate: war poem]
We're going to sleep in the wind tonight
In the wind, who is laughing, wildly
And maybe the clouds, these white sheets
Will be our only blankets
On hands and clothes the first
Then second drops of rain will fall
In the night through the swampy clearing
A heron will cry out
The stronger one will wash our faces
And moisten our lips with a rag and the night
With a cold knife will cut us black bread
We will weigh up our thoughts like rotten branches
Until the sunny dawn warms the ground and our hearts
The underwood will wake up in the sun and war
Will begin its song again: brother of mine
Don't hide your face, today is war, it's war today!
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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