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Written on the Forehead

PJ Harvey
Langue: anglais


PJ Harvey


People throwing dinars
at the belly-dancers
In a sad circus
beside a trench of burning oil.

People throw belongings,
a life-time's earnings,
amongst the scattered rubbish
and suitcases on the sidewalk.

Date palms, orange
and tangerine trees
and eyes are crying
for everything

Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire


I talked to an old man
by the generator,
standing on the gravel
by the fetid river.

He turned to me
then surveyed the scene,
said, "War is here
in our beloved city”.

Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire


Some dove in the river
and tried to swim away
through 10.000 tons of sewage,
fate written on their foreheads,

date palms, orange
and tangerine trees
and eyes are crying
for everything

Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire

Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire



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