Песня: Food for Thought Ivory madonna
Dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna
Coming from the west.
Barren is her bosom,
Empty as her eyes,
Death a certain harvest
Scattered from the skies.
Skin and bones is creeping,
Does`nt know he`s dead.
Ancient eyes are peeping,
From his infant head.
Politician`s argue
Sharpening their knives.
Drawing up their Bargains,
Trading baby lives.
Ivory madonna
Dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna
Coming from the west.
Hear the bells are ringing,
Christmas on it`s way.
Hear the angels singing,
What is that they say?
Eat and drink rejoicing,
Joy is here to stay.
Jesus son of mary
Is born again today.
Ivory madonna
Dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna
Coming from the west.
Ivory madonna
Dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna
Coming from the west.
Перевод песни: Пища для размышлений*
Бледная Мадонна
В пыли вот-вот помрет,
Ожидая манну,
Что с запада придет.
Пусто ее лоно,
Как ее глаза,
Плоды смерть пожнет,
Что сыплют небеса...... [открыть перевод]
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