The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next...
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next..
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next...
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next...
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next..
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next...
Contributed by Riccardo Venturi - 2005/8/14 - 16:47
Language: English
YOUR CHILDREN WILL BE NEXT
Unexpected phone call and she's got something to say
"Remember Mitchy's party? Well there's a baby on the way".
Heart stops, head rocks, completely shocked, mouth as dry as sand
Overdose of reality as the phone drops from my hand
I never thought about the future, I never looked beyond today
Never cared what was happening, never thought I'd have to pay
For the hunger and oppression, displacement, terror and war
All the problems that we shrugged off we inflict on the unborn
If you tolerate this your children will be next,
If you tolerate this your children will be next,
If you tolerate this your children will be next...
Unexpected phone call and she's got something to say
"Remember Mitchy's party? Well there's a baby on the way".
Heart stops, head rocks, completely shocked, mouth as dry as sand
Overdose of reality as the phone drops from my hand
I never thought about the future, I never looked beyond today
Never cared what was happening, never thought I'd have to pay
For the hunger and oppression, displacement, terror and war
All the problems that we shrugged off we inflict on the unborn
If you tolerate this your children will be next,
If you tolerate this your children will be next,
If you tolerate this your children will be next...
Contributed by giorgio - 2010/8/27 - 08:39
Language: Italian
Versione italiana
SE TOLLERATE QUESTO ALLORA I VOSTRI FIGLI SARANNO I PROSSIMI
Il futuro ti insegna a essere solo
il presente ad avere freddo e paura
Quindi se posso sparare ai conigli
allora posso sparare ai fascisti.
Proiettili per il cervello oggi
ma scorderemo tutto di nuovo
Monumenti messi sulla carta con la penna
mi rendono un codardo senza fegato
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
saranno i prossimi...
La gravità mi fa chinare la testa
O forse è la vergogna
di essere così giovane e così inutile
Fori nella testa oggi
Ma sono un pacifista
Ho camminato sulle Ramblas
ma senza essere veramente convinto
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
saranno i prossimi...
E per strada stasera un vecchio suona
con ritagli di giornale dei suoi giorni di gloria
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
saranno i prossimi...
Il futuro ti insegna a essere solo
il presente ad avere freddo e paura
Quindi se posso sparare ai conigli
allora posso sparare ai fascisti.
Proiettili per il cervello oggi
ma scorderemo tutto di nuovo
Monumenti messi sulla carta con la penna
mi rendono un codardo senza fegato
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
saranno i prossimi...
La gravità mi fa chinare la testa
O forse è la vergogna
di essere così giovane e così inutile
Fori nella testa oggi
Ma sono un pacifista
Ho camminato sulle Ramblas
ma senza essere veramente convinto
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
saranno i prossimi...
E per strada stasera un vecchio suona
con ritagli di giornale dei suoi giorni di gloria
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
E se tollerate questo
allora i vostri figli saranno i prossimi
saranno i prossimi...
Language: Spanish
Traduzione spagnola tratta da Canciones traducidas
SI TOLERAS ESTO, TUS HIJOS SERÁN LOS SIGUIENTES
El futuro te enseña a estar solo
El presente a estar temeroso y frío
Así que si puedo disparar a conejos
entonces puedo disparar a fascistas
Balas por tu cerebro hoy
pero lo olvidaremos todo otra vez
Monumentos puestos del bolígrafo al papel
me pone en un asombro cobarde
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
La gravedad mantiene mi cabeza baja
¿o es tal vez vergüenza?
Siendo tan joven y siendo tan vano
Agujeros en tu cabeza hoy
pero soy un pacifista
He caminado por La Ramblas
pero no con verdadera decisión
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Y en la calle por la noche un hombre viejo toca
con recortes de periódico de sus días de gloria
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
El futuro te enseña a estar solo
El presente a estar temeroso y frío
Así que si puedo disparar a conejos
entonces puedo disparar a fascistas
Balas por tu cerebro hoy
pero lo olvidaremos todo otra vez
Monumentos puestos del bolígrafo al papel
me pone en un asombro cobarde
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
La gravedad mantiene mi cabeza baja
¿o es tal vez vergüenza?
Siendo tan joven y siendo tan vano
Agujeros en tu cabeza hoy
pero soy un pacifista
He caminado por La Ramblas
pero no con verdadera decisión
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Y en la calle por la noche un hombre viejo toca
con recortes de periódico de sus días de gloria
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Y si toleras esto
entonces tus hijos serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Serán los siguientes
Language: French
Versione francese di Marie-Lou da Lyrics Translate
SI TU TOLÈRES ÇA, TES ENFANTS SERONT LES PROCHAINS
L'avenir t'apprend à être seul
Le présent, à être effrayé et froid
Donc si je peux faire feu sur les lapins
Alors je peux faire feu sur les fascistes
Des balles pour ton cerveau aujourd'hui
Mais nous oublierons tout à nouveau
Des monuments passés du stylo au papier
Me transforment en un froussard émerveillé
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
La gravité maintient ma tête tournée vers le sol
Ou peut-être est-ce l'effet de la honte
D'être si jeune et d'être si inutile
Des trous dans ta tête aujourd'hui
Mais je suis un pacifiste
J'ai marché sur La Rambla
Mais sans véritable intention
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Et dans la rue, ce soir, un vieil homme joue
Avec des coupures de journaux relatant ses jours de gloire
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
L'avenir t'apprend à être seul
Le présent, à être effrayé et froid
Donc si je peux faire feu sur les lapins
Alors je peux faire feu sur les fascistes
Des balles pour ton cerveau aujourd'hui
Mais nous oublierons tout à nouveau
Des monuments passés du stylo au papier
Me transforment en un froussard émerveillé
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
La gravité maintient ma tête tournée vers le sol
Ou peut-être est-ce l'effet de la honte
D'être si jeune et d'être si inutile
Des trous dans ta tête aujourd'hui
Mais je suis un pacifiste
J'ai marché sur La Rambla
Mais sans véritable intention
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Et dans la rue, ce soir, un vieil homme joue
Avec des coupures de journaux relatant ses jours de gloire
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Et si tu tolères ça
Alors tes enfants seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
Seront les prochains
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Da / From " This Is My Truth, Tell Me Yours"
The present to be afraid and cold
La frase-monito per l'attuale generazione, che non puo' combattere una guerra.
Then I can shoot fascists'
Molti sostengono che questa sia la frase pronunciata da un allevatore che ando' a combattere la guerra...
But we'll forget it all again
La guerra civile spagnola fu "presto" dimenticata dall'inizio della seconda guerra mondiale
Turns me into a gutless wonder
Gli eroi nazionali che compaiono sui giornali fanno sentire i giovani (di oggi) dei "codardi" (gutless)
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next, will be next, will be next
Il "ritornello" e titolo della canzone si riferisce allo slogan del poster dei repubblicani spagnoli del tempo "if we tolerate this your children will be next"
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
Un riferimento ai tanti giovani che hanno sentito il dovere di aiutare il fronte repubblicano del tempo, partiti con molti ideali, ma non preparati a quella cosa che si chiama guerra
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next, will be next, will be next
'And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days'
Qua ci si riferisce al comportamento dei veterani...
And if you tolerate this
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next, will be next, will be next
This was the first #1 hit for The Manic Street Preachers. (thanks, Gilliann - Dublin, Ireland, for above 2)
The title of this song does indeed relate to the Spanish Civil War, but to the best of my knowledge more specifically to the Communist leader Dolores Ibarruri or "La Pasionaria", who appealed to the French government to come to the aid of the Spanish Republic against Franco and Fascism during the Civil War . This they failed to do and a short time later France was under the occupation of Nazi Germany, thus the title of the song. -Alan, Cork, currently living in Spain.
- Alan, Cork, Ireland
More recent anti-terror campaign posters have also drawn inspiration from this - in 2001 posters were strewn all over the area near to Wales' National Assembly buildings in Cardiff concerning the war on Iraq, with the caption: "If you tolerate this, your children will be next... And if your children tolerate this, there's NO TELLING WHO'LL BE NEXT!"
- Dave, Cardiff, Wales
The title comes from recruiting posters used by the Republicans in the Spanish Civil War. They showed images of carnage caused by Francos's Nationalists with the strapline "If you tolerate this your children will be next."
- Paul, Derry, Ireland
(From "Songfacts")