《Where Are You Now， My Son?(Album Version)》歌词

歌曲： Where Are You Now， My Son?(Album Version)

所属专辑：The Complete A&M Recordings

歌手： Joan Baez

时长： 21:42

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Where Are You Now, My Son? (Album Version) - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)[00:00:00]

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry[00:02:46]

I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die[00:02:50]

But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red[00:02:54]

As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead[00:02:58]

An aging woman picks along the craters and the rubble[00:03:10]

A piece of cloth a bit of shoe a whole lifetime of trouble[00:03:14]

A sobbing chant comes from her throat and splits the morning air[00:03:17]

The single son she had last night is buried under her[00:03:22]

They say that the war is done[00:03:31]

Where are you now my son [00:03:40]

An old man with unsteady gait and beard of ancient white[00:03:53]

Bent to the ground with arms outstretched faltering in his plight[00:03:57]

I took his hand to steady him he stood and did not turn[00:04:01]

But smiled and wept and bowed and mumbled softly "Danke shoen"[00:04:05]

The children on the roadsides of the villages and towns[00:04:17]

Would stand around us laughing as we stood like giant clowns[00:04:21]

The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger[00:04:25]

And they spoke their only words in English "Johnson Nixon Kissinger"[00:04:30]

Now that the war's being won[00:04:39]

Where are you now my son [00:04:48]

The siren gives a running break to those who live in town[00:05:01]

Take the children and the blankets to the concrete underground[00:05:04]

Sometimes we'd sing and joke and paint bright pictures on the wall[00:05:08]

And wonder if we would die well and if we'd loved at all[00:05:12]

The helmetless defiant ones sit on the curb and stare[00:11:09]

At tracers flashing through the sky and planes bursting in air[00:11:12]

But way out in the villages no warning comes before a blast[00:11:15]

That means a sleeping child will never make it to the door[00:12:43]

The days of our youth were fun[00:12:54]

Where are you now my son[00:20:10]