- Lyrics
- Album list
- Singer Intro
10,000 Maniacs
-
The Latin One
Lyricist:John Lombardo
Bent double like old beggars in sacks Knock kneed and cursing or coughing like hags Men marched on sleeping some without boots Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots
Of breaking gas shells Dropping softly behind But limped on bloodshed All went lame all went blind
Gas gas quick boys fumbling helmets in time Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime Under a gray cloud dim dark through green light In all my dreaming before my helpless sight
He plunges at me Choking guttering drowning Put in a wagon he had to keep pace Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com As his eyes melt to his face
If you could hear blood Gurgling from ruptured lungs If you could witness Vile sores on innocent tongues
You would not tell me Not with such pride and such zest The lies of history Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori Some desperate glory Pro patria mori As witness disturbs the story Pro patria mori Stand firm boys breathe the glory
-
|
|