Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Звук


Інтерфейс


Рівень складності


Акцент



мова інтерфейсу

uk

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
зареєструватись / увійти
Lyrkit

донат

5$

Lyrkit

донат

10$

Lyrkit

донат

20$

Lyrkit

Та/Або підтримай мене в соц. мережах:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Joan Baez

Who Murdered The Minutes

 

Who Murdered The Minutes

(альбом: Baptism: A Journey Through Our Time - 1968)


Who murdered the minutes
The bright, golden minutes
The minutes of youth?
I, said the soldier, dressed in his red coat

I with my trumpet, my sword and my flag
I murdered the minutes
I took the minutes and what good I did
For see how the black men kneel, he said

Who killed the hours
The gay purple hours
The hours of faith?
I, said the parson, in his black cloak

I with my book and my bell and my pen
I killed the hours
I killed the hours
As my holy right
And see how the people kneel at night

Who slew the years
The sweet precious years
The years of truth?
I, said the lover, in her gay gown

I with my lips, and my breasts and my eyes
I slew the years
I slew the years
My silly talk
And see how you kneel to me in love

готово

Ти додав собі всі незнайомі слова із цієї пісні?