When all the laughter dies in sorrow
And the tears have risen to a flood
When all the wars have found a cause
In human wisdom and in blood
Do you think they’ll cry in sadness?
Do you think the eye will blink?
Do you think they’ll curse the madness?
Do you even think they’ll think?
When all the great galactic systems
Sigh to a frozen halt in space
Do you think there will be some remnant
Of beauty of the human race?
Do you think there will be a vestage
Or a sniffle or a cosmic tear?
Do you think a greater thinking thing
Will give a damn that man was here?
And the tears have risen to a flood
When all the wars have found a cause
In human wisdom and in blood
Do you think they’ll cry in sadness?
Do you think the eye will blink?
Do you think they’ll curse the madness?
Do you even think they’ll think?
When all the great galactic systems
Sigh to a frozen halt in space
Do you think there will be some remnant
Of beauty of the human race?
Do you think there will be a vestage
Or a sniffle or a cosmic tear?
Do you think a greater thinking thing
Will give a damn that man was here?
envoyé par Bernart - 15/7/2013 - 10:47
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Parole di Kendrew Lascelles, poeta, drammaturgo, sceneggiatore cinematografico americano.
Musica di James Pankow e James William Guercio, rispettivamente trombonista e produttore della band nata nel 1967 nelle metropoli dell’Illinois.
Brano facente parte di “Elegy”, quarta ed ultima parte di “Chicago III” un doppio album pubblicato nel 1971 e dedicato alla guerra in Vietnam, come inequivocabilmente indicano la copertina, quella con la bandiera americana sforacchiata e lacera, e la famosa foto dei membri della band ritratti in divise americane di epoche diverse mentre posano fra le croci di un cimitero di guerra.