of antiwar songs are written a bit 'all over the world and at all times. There were great writers, from the big names in contemporary music scene and a few years ago ...
But, in my opinion, one of the best songs on the absurdity and futility of all conflicts is the knight death of David Van De Sfroos.
So I decided to share it with you, I hope you enjoy it. Of course there is first the original text and below the "translation".
Good background reading and good listening.
"... the world there are right things and wrong things. It is sometimes difficult to distinguish, but when you see a war proves unsuccessful, it is certainly wrong ..."
De tera n'ho traversàda, de water n'ho cognussüda,
de veent n'ho inscè purtaa sacöcc in me ...
if sbassàa sun as a de Sales Ramm, whether as a sun smagiaa Trunch de platen
"... the world there are right things and wrong things. It is sometimes difficult to distinguish, but when you see a war proves unsuccessful, it is certainly wrong ..."
WITHOUT THE DEATH KNIGHT - DAVIDE VAN DE Sfroos
de veent n'ho inscè purtaa sacöcc in me ...
if sbassàa sun as a de Sales Ramm, whether as a sun smagiaa Trunch de platen
sun but nice hip Staa halyard Cume a cypress ...
quaand that I turned me from Gods che'l mund cuminciaa cürrech a'dree and now I have to turn Puss de luu ... but soo I mea ... vengiüü
I pruvaàa el hammer of Thor, the sgrafignaad Väinämöinen el de la Babayaga and taught me to sing ... and those
omen with Shah na sword I trasfurmàa in Funtana de saangh
Morrigan and passed it to the little more ... neta
quand me from the gods that che'l muund sang stories of Achilles and Cuchulain de
me n'ho dark Puse luur de ... but never de canzönn n'ho sentüu ...
E Alura core via a prison sentence fuund el de la carboy without
necorgéss I bevüü in the Holy Grail ...
vurèvi beev desmentegà for immortality and I guadagnaa
propi the sira that vurevi Pruvia to crack ...
segunda man from a Valkyrie and a druid without judging me from
faa deent sult in a teemp precipices ...
sun and went on to new glory and I vedüü goods history
Cume armatures in a God but pè biütt .. .
perhaps for boredom or vanity, naa sun in the sun fuund Laage
ritruvà for the sword of King Arthur's Excalibur ...
but served to shit, and Viviana me 'Gods has
if manegiàla ghe lè a rembambii ...
quand me from that which the gods' s muund prayed, I prayed Puss de Luu
and now I have a sword to Muur taca ... I actually paar 'na ... cruus
sun And I left for the holy tèra, the blade and cieel infernu in tera
gods because they sent me that was the holy hip guera ...
Culpi sword Furmia de de de cruus Culpi sword mezzalöena
in a specia paradis Tucci ghe Pultrone
... and me from the many gods that se'n cupavi , scancelavi the me ... peca
that is different and just dark quii quii sbagliàa ...
But I pudévi pious walls ... and then ... nothing beyond
I will be the OCC and I pruvàa species ... I
speciaa ended and that the sun indurmentaa
I verdüü the OCC and I veüü wagons weapon .. .
Translation
land I crossed, I have seen water flow,
wind so I brought in my pocket
I dropped like a willow branch, I stained as a truncated plane
but I was also looking straight like a cypress ...
when they told me that the world turned I started to chase him and now that I shot over him ... I know that I did not win
I tried the Hammer of Thor, the scratches of Babayaga and Väinämöinen taught me to sing ...
many men armed with swords and I turned into fountains of blood
Morrigan and then went to clean it all ...
when they told me that the world was singing the stories of Achilles and Cuchulain
me I've killed most of them ... but I do not have songs ever written ...
Then via a soul in torment to find the bottom of the carboy
without realizing that I drank from the Holy Grail ...
I drink to forget and I gained immortality
on the evening when I wanted to try die ....
a Valkyrie second hand and a druid without trial
made me jump in time, like a cliff ...
and I left for the new glory and saw the story
rot like a god in armor but in bare feet ....
Perhaps out of boredom or vanity, I went to the bottom of the lake to find the sword of King Arthur ...
Excalibur but does not do shit, and Vivian told me
handle it if there is a senile
when they told me that the world prayed, I prayed over him, and now that I
hung sword on the wall .... I actually looks like a cross.
And I went to the Holy Land, the blade in heaven and hell on earth,
because they told me that Santa was also a war ...
a sword-shaped cross their swords crescent
that in heaven everyone is entitled to a chair ...
and they told me that he killed so many, Cencelle all my sins ...
that is different than murder right or wrong ...
But I could not die .... and then anything beyond ...
I closed my eyes and tried to wait
ended and I waited until I fell asleep
I opened my eyes and passed the tanks ...
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