Представляем точный текст композиции "Juan De La Cruz" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Joan Baez . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Juan De La Cruz» — 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 - "Juan De La Cruz"
Lyrics to Juan De La Cruz : (Joan Baez) Once again the workers rise with the lark Theres a mass going on in the peoples park Silent and determined they set to embark On a three day fast and a five mile march For a mans been shot on the picket line Sixty years of strength was young for dying His family is here with eyes of red His wife steps down with feet of lead And the sun shines down upon The old man whose days are done For a martyr has been taken He is old Juan de la Cruz And a century of women pray At the casket before them laid And the Virgin of Guadalupe Watches over de la Cruz As the heat poured down on the field below The lead came a-flying from the vineyard row De la Cruz and his wife never ducked or ran Union folks since the fight began People scattered out laying low to the ground And slowly arose as the dust died down Birds fluttered soft in his sweet wifes breast As the bullets sank deep in the old mans chest The tears fell as Cesar read The eulogy for the dead And the Bishop broke the peoples bread Over old Juan de la Cruz In the pitch of night a deal was made The decks oldest card was played And the devil watched someone get paid For the death of de la Cruz Thirty years ago in the same damn spot The people who ordered the workers shot Fought as the poor for the same damn right Of their children to sleep well fed at night Oh Children of Brotherhood how youve grown But the seeds of hate were early sown I see that your souls have long since flown To the river of greed where angels moan Midst flowered veils and weathered graves And flags where the great black eagle waves Nosotros Venceremos plays For old Juan de la Cruz Theres work today that must be done Pray for the man who held the gun And with sightless eyes shot down the one Called old Juan de la Cruz The rest of our story now soft and clear How half our daily bread appears Picked through the summer by young and old Whose earnings must last through the winters cold By children who have stood with their backs bent down To scrape the roots from the growers ground And mothers who have wept the night away For a child born dead on a rainy day Well its true that blessed are the poor Through an iron mist - I cant be sure - It looks like I see heavens door Swinging wide for de la Cruz The nuns, the priests and the workers sing Through a valley of blood their voices ring Hallelujah, he is risen, and thank you, Lord For old Juan de la Cruz Hallelujah, he is risen, and thank you, Lord For old Juan de la Cruz [ Juan De La Cruz Lyrics ]
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