My little boy with smiling face and dancing eyes
Came bobbing down the steps on Christmas morn
And as he gaily opened up his Santa Claus
I wished that darling child had ne'er been born
Outside the window lay the deadly fallen snow
And on my lap the morning headlines lay
As we tried to find the hoof prints Rudolph left
It was all that I could do to say
"No playing in the snow today, son
No snow ice cream at all today
No snowman makin', no sledding or no skating
Oh, no, no playing in the snow today"
He looked up at me with the tear in each blue eye
And when he asked me why, I nearly died
I said, "Some things are hard to explain"
Then I picked him up and kissed his little eyes
And somewhere 'way off in a tower cold and grey
Power hungry men insanely play
In satanic style, and laughter while
ten million parents sadly say:
"No playing in the snow today..."
Came bobbing down the steps on Christmas morn
And as he gaily opened up his Santa Claus
I wished that darling child had ne'er been born
Outside the window lay the deadly fallen snow
And on my lap the morning headlines lay
As we tried to find the hoof prints Rudolph left
It was all that I could do to say
"No playing in the snow today, son
No snow ice cream at all today
No snowman makin', no sledding or no skating
Oh, no, no playing in the snow today"
He looked up at me with the tear in each blue eye
And when he asked me why, I nearly died
I said, "Some things are hard to explain"
Then I picked him up and kissed his little eyes
And somewhere 'way off in a tower cold and grey
Power hungry men insanely play
In satanic style, and laughter while
ten million parents sadly say:
"No playing in the snow today..."
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2016/3/3 - 11:11
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Parole e musica di John D. Loudermilk, più noto come songwriter che come interprete, l’autore di canzoni come Indian Reservation (The Lament Of The Cherokee Reservation Indian) e Tobacco Road
Nell’album “John D. Loudermilk Sings A Bizarre Collection Of The Most Unusual Songs” del 1966
E’ Natale ma ai bimbi non è permesso giocare nella neve perchè è radioattiva…
Da qualche parte, lontano, in una fredda e grigia torre, uomini affamati di potere stanno giocando un gioco folle, satanico, e ridono mentre milioni di genitori sono costretti a dire ai loro bimbi “Non si può giocare con la neve”…
Forse con questi versi un po’ ingenui e lacrimevoli l’autore ce l’aveva coi sovietici, ma pure a casa loro gli americani non dovevano stare molto tranquilli: il primo grave incidente in un reattore nucleare statunitense è infatti del 1961, quando il 3 gennaio ne esplose uno in una base militare vicina alla città di Idaho Falls… Si pensi che la decontaminazione dell’area è stata formalmente completata soltanto nel 2003!