Тональность: C minor
Verse 1
C
Fm
Fsus4
F
Fm
The story's
told of how in 1942
C
Martin Fontache, poet,
Fm
carpenter and Jew
C
With a band of partisans threw in his lot
Till he was taken by
the Germans to be shot
Fm
He was a peaceful man,
Bbm
quick to laugh and cry
Eb
At every village celebration he'd be there
Ab
Db
With his songs they're told
of sadness and of joy
Bbm
C
And the guitar he carried
with him everywhere
Fm
But when the Nazis came and killed
his wife and son
C
Martin traded his guitar in for a gun
Fm
F
This song is for those
Bb
F
who are cast out by history
Ab
The banned and abandoned,
Bb
F
the spurned and ignored
Whose homes have been taken,
Bb
F
whose dreams have been broken,
Eb
Who huddled on Hillside's demand
Bb
F
Fm
Fsus4
to be heard.
F
Fm
The German soldier
C
assigned to kill the Jew,
As it happened,
Fm
was a music lover too,
And this bond, it seems,
C
is what made him decide
To offer Martin one last wish
Soon my soul, Martin said,
Bbm
will dance on air
Eb
Now all I ask is time to write
my farewell song
Ab
Db
The German soldier checked his watch
and said, one hour
Bbm
C
One hour, Martin remarked, that long
Fm
And so he wrote and sang full voice
to raise the dead
C
And then the German put
Fm
a bullet in his head
F
And this song is for those
Bb
F
who were cast out by history,
Ab
Abandoned, abandoned,
Bbm
the spurned and ignored,
F
Whose homes have been taken,
whose dreams have been broken,
Eb
Who huddled on a health -size
Bb
F
Fm
Fsus4
F
demand to be heard.
Fm
The German kept the song,
F
C
abract of what he'd done,
And showed it proudly
when in drink to everyone
Fm
He couldn't read the words
C
and didn't seem to see
That a song cannot take root
And then one night,
C
Bbm
two parties and set out
Eb
The song must be released,
Db
They slipped into his quarters,
Bbm
slit his throat
and gave it wings to fly
And so it soared upon the wind
among the damned and
Fm
dispossessed
F
And his song was for those
Bb
F
who were cast out by history
The banned and abandoned,
Ab
Bb
the spurned and ignored
F
Whose homes have been taken,
Bb
F
whose dreams have been broken
Eb
Who huddled on hillside's
Bb
Fm
Fsus4
demand to be heard
F
Fm
Though we resist oppression,
C
still our dream is peace
Theirs is the mask of hatred,
Fm
ours the human face
Then let not our sufferings
C
turn our souls to ice
So that we do to strangers
what was done to us
F
Fm
It is not with conquering armies I belong
Bbm
Eb
Ab
Their bloody retribution I disown
Db
Bbm
Their songs of triumph I will never sing,
C
For the God they worship
turns them into stone.
If any teach their children
Fm
C
how to hate and hurt,
Though they are Jews
Fm
they do not live inside my heart.
F
And his song is for those
Bb
F
who are cast out by history,
The banned and abandoned,
Ab
Bb
the spurned and ignored,
F
Whose homes have been taken,
Bb
whose dreams have been broken,
F
Eb
Who huddled on hillsides,
Bb
F
demand to be heard.
C
Let his song be a spark,
F
let it fly through the dark like a bird.
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