I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go
I’ll go for you
I’ll fight, I’ll fight, I’ll fight
I’ll fight for you
I’ll kill, I’ll kill, I’ll kill
I’ll kill for you
I will, I will, I will
I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go
I’ll go for you
I’ll fight, I’ll fight, I’ll fight
I’ll fight for you
I’ll die, I’ll die, I’ll die
I’ll die for you
I will, I will, I will
And if I die, I’ll die, I’ll die alone
On some forgotten hill
Abandoned by the mill
All my blood will spring and spill
I’ll thrash the air, then be still
You’ll wake with a start from a dream
And know that I am gone
You’ll feel it in your heart but not for very long
You’ll rise each day as planned
Your will as your command
And stand each Sunday
A hymnal steady in your hand
And you’ll sing to yourself the rising, falling melody
That you could never read
Without the choir’s lead
Still alone and lost indeed
And your soul will not be free
I will go, I will go, I will go
Into war's waters, I will wade
And I will know without remorse
Or regret the fairness of our trade
For you to live, I took your place
A deal was made and I was paid
And in gold as I was told
With a place where my body could be laid
You will steer your life and die old in bed at home
Surrounded by your peers
Without suffering or fear
Grandchildren far and near
And none will shed a tear
For their love no longer here
I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go
I’ll go for you
I will
I’ll fight, I’ll fight, I’ll fight
I’ll fight for you
I will, I will, I will
I’ll kill, I’ll kill, I’ll kill
I’ll kill for you
I will
I’ll die, I’ll die, I’ll die
I’ll die for you
I will, I will, I will
And if I die
I’ll die, I’ll die alone
Like Jesus on the cross
My faith cannot be tossed
My life will not be lost
If my love comes across
I’ll go for you
I’ll fight, I’ll fight, I’ll fight
I’ll fight for you
I’ll kill, I’ll kill, I’ll kill
I’ll kill for you
I will, I will, I will
I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go
I’ll go for you
I’ll fight, I’ll fight, I’ll fight
I’ll fight for you
I’ll die, I’ll die, I’ll die
I’ll die for you
I will, I will, I will
And if I die, I’ll die, I’ll die alone
On some forgotten hill
Abandoned by the mill
All my blood will spring and spill
I’ll thrash the air, then be still
You’ll wake with a start from a dream
And know that I am gone
You’ll feel it in your heart but not for very long
You’ll rise each day as planned
Your will as your command
And stand each Sunday
A hymnal steady in your hand
And you’ll sing to yourself the rising, falling melody
That you could never read
Without the choir’s lead
Still alone and lost indeed
And your soul will not be free
I will go, I will go, I will go
Into war's waters, I will wade
And I will know without remorse
Or regret the fairness of our trade
For you to live, I took your place
A deal was made and I was paid
And in gold as I was told
With a place where my body could be laid
You will steer your life and die old in bed at home
Surrounded by your peers
Without suffering or fear
Grandchildren far and near
And none will shed a tear
For their love no longer here
I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go
I’ll go for you
I will
I’ll fight, I’ll fight, I’ll fight
I’ll fight for you
I will, I will, I will
I’ll kill, I’ll kill, I’ll kill
I’ll kill for you
I will
I’ll die, I’ll die, I’ll die
I’ll die for you
I will, I will, I will
And if I die
I’ll die, I’ll die alone
Like Jesus on the cross
My faith cannot be tossed
My life will not be lost
If my love comes across
Contributed by Alessandro - 2009/8/11 - 11:02
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Album “Wilco (The Album)”
Canzone alla vita e all’amore, ma amara e disillusa, di un soldato che sa che annegherà nelle “war's waters”.