Текст песни «Birmingham Sunday» от Joan Baez

Представляем точный текст композиции "Birmingham Sunday" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Joan Baez . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Birmingham Sunday» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Joan Baez передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Joan Baez - "Birmingham Sunday"

Lyrics to Birmingham Sunday :

(R. Farina)



Come round by my side and Ill sing you a song.

Ill sing it so softly, itll do no one wrong.

On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine,

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun,

And Addie Mae Collins, her number was one.

At an old Baptist church there was no need to run.

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom,

The clouds they were grey and the autumn winds blew,

And Denise McNair brought the number to two.

The falcon of death was a creature they knew,

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom,

The church it was crowded, but no one could see

That Cynthia Wesleys dark number was three.

Her prayers and her feelings would shame you and me.

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

Young Carol Robertson entered the door

And the number her killers had given was four.

She asked for a blessing but asked for no more,

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

On Birmingham Sunday a noise shook the ground.

And people all over the earth turned around.

For no one recalled a more cowardly sound.

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

The men in the forest they once asked of me,

How many black berries grew in the Blue Sea.

And I asked them right back with a tear in my eye.

How many dark ships in the forest'

The Sunday has come and the Sunday has gone.

And I cant do much more than to sing you a song.

Ill sing it so softly, itll do no one wrong.

And the choirs keep singing of Freedom
[ Birmingham Sunday Lyrics  ]

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