Take your children to the hill
On a night that's warm and still
Bring a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill
Pack the car and off we drive
It isn't far and we're there in five
All the neighbours are there as well
Waiting for the show
Sandwiches and a bottle of wine
And a box of home-made cakes
And handkerchiefs for the little one
Well, you know the mess she makes
Take your children to the hill
On a night that's warm and still
Bring a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill
The music plays it's my favourite style
I see my friend and we talk for a while
Her baby boy he is walking now
I say, he's really coming on
I laugh at all of the food that I've made
She says that it'll keep
And the little one, her head's upon my chest
She's already fast asleep.
Take your children to the hill
On a night that's warm and still
Bring a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill
And at last, they start the show
Bombs were dropping on the town below
I swear I saw their school burn down
We had such a brilliant view
We stood and cheered as their town turned to fire
We chanted Death to Palestine
And we smiled when the children joined in too
Oh, we had the best of times…
Take your children to the hill
On a night that's warm and still
a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill,
Take your children to the hill.
On a night that's warm and still
Bring a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill
Pack the car and off we drive
It isn't far and we're there in five
All the neighbours are there as well
Waiting for the show
Sandwiches and a bottle of wine
And a box of home-made cakes
And handkerchiefs for the little one
Well, you know the mess she makes
Take your children to the hill
On a night that's warm and still
Bring a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill
The music plays it's my favourite style
I see my friend and we talk for a while
Her baby boy he is walking now
I say, he's really coming on
I laugh at all of the food that I've made
She says that it'll keep
And the little one, her head's upon my chest
She's already fast asleep.
Take your children to the hill
On a night that's warm and still
Bring a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill
And at last, they start the show
Bombs were dropping on the town below
I swear I saw their school burn down
We had such a brilliant view
We stood and cheered as their town turned to fire
We chanted Death to Palestine
And we smiled when the children joined in too
Oh, we had the best of times…
Take your children to the hill
On a night that's warm and still
a picnic if you will
Take your children to the hill,
Take your children to the hill.
envoyé par giorgio - 2/6/2021 - 23:25
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Lyrics & music by Alun Parry
Album: Freedom Rider
There are glimpses of all this beauty in many of Parry’s previous work, but if you own all of his music, you don’t own what this "Freedom Rider" album offers. The heart of this record is revealed in the minor chord that ends the devastating “Take Your Children To The Hill”.
Striking and sickening in equal measure, Take Your Children To The Hill is a track with a twist that begins as a comfortable waltz through the trappings of a cosy life and ends as an indictment of the bubble of apathy constructed around the Western world as we watch civilisations turn to dust..
“Take Your Children to the Hill” seems a beguiling song with its tales of picnics, babies and blissful warm nights..
Only towards the end do you realise that Alun is singing about Israelis in Sderot watching and celebrating Gaza being bombed.
It’s catchy and devastating as the unforgettable lyrics sink home.
Nobody has written a song like "Take Your Children To The Hill" before…