Тональность: C minor
Verse 1
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The story's
told of how in 1942
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Martin Fontache, poet,
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carpenter and Jew
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With a band of partisans threw in his lot
Till he was taken by
the Germans to be shot
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He was a peaceful man,
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quick to laugh and cry
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At every village celebration he'd be there
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With his songs they're told
of sadness and of joy
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And the guitar he carried
with him everywhere
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But when the Nazis came and killed
his wife and son
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Martin traded his guitar in for a gun
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This song is for those
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who are cast out by history
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The banned and abandoned,
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the spurned and ignored
Whose homes have been taken,
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whose dreams have been broken,
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Who huddled on Hillside's demand
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to be heard.
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The German soldier
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assigned to kill the Jew,
As it happened,
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was a music lover too,
And this bond, it seems,
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is what made him decide
To offer Martin one last wish
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before he died.
Soon my soul, Martin said,
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will dance on air
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Now all I ask is time to write
my farewell song
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The German soldier checked his watch
and said, one hour
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One hour, Martin remarked, that long
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And so he wrote and sang full voice
to raise the dead
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And then the German put
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a bullet in his head
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And this song is for those
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who were cast out by history,
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Abandoned, abandoned,
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the spurned and ignored,
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Whose homes have been taken,
whose dreams have been broken,
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Who huddled on a health -size
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demand to be heard.
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The German kept the song,
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abract of what he'd done,
And showed it proudly
when in drink to everyone
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He couldn't read the words
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and didn't seem to see
That a song cannot take root
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unless it's free
And then one night,
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two parties and set out
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The song must be released,
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They slipped into his quarters,
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slit his throat
and gave it wings to fly
And so it soared upon the wind
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and came to rest
among the damned and
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dispossessed
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And his song was for those
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who were cast out by history
The banned and abandoned,
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the spurned and ignored
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Whose homes have been taken,
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whose dreams have been broken
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Who huddled on hillside's
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demand to be heard
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Though we resist oppression,
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still our dream is peace
Theirs is the mask of hatred,
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ours the human face
Then let not our sufferings
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turn our souls to ice
So that we do to strangers
what was done to us
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It is not with conquering armies I belong
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Their bloody retribution I disown
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Their songs of triumph I will never sing,
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For the God they worship
turns them into stone.
If any teach their children
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how to hate and hurt,
Though they are Jews
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they do not live inside my heart.
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And his song is for those
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who are cast out by history,
The banned and abandoned,
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the spurned and ignored,
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Whose homes have been taken,
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whose dreams have been broken,
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Who huddled on hillsides,
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demand to be heard.
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Let his song be a spark,
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let it fly through the dark like a bird.
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