SAINTE-MARIE, Buffy
He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of 31 and he's only 17
He's been a soldier for a thousand years
a Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew and he knows he shouldn't kill and he knows he always will
kill you for me my friend and me for you
he's fighting for France, he's fighting for the USA, and he's fighting for the Russians and he's fighting for Japan,
and he thinks we'll put an end to war this way
and fighting for the Reds He says it's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide who's to live and who's to die
and he never sees the writing on the walls
condemned him at Dachau Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body as a weapon to a war
and without him all this killing can't go on
really is to blame His orders come from far away no more They come from him, and you, and me and brothers can't you see
this is not the way we put an end to war
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zijn wapens zijn van staal en steen en hout. Hij is dertig jaar of meer, en hij is nog maar zeventien,
als soldaat is hij al eeuwen oud.
katholiek en doopsgezind, gereformeerd, en al duizend jaar doodt hij mij voor jou voor mij,
en toch weet hij heel goed, doden is verkeerd.
hij vecht voor Portugal en Pakistan, en hij vecht ook voor de Russen en hij denkt, terwijl hij werkt,
dat hij zo een eind aan oorlog maken kan.
hij zegt, 't is voor de vrede van het land. Hij, die uit te maken heeft wie er sterft en verder leeft,
en toch ziet hij nooit het teken aan de wand.
zonder hem had Caesar slechts alleen gestaan, Hij maakt van zichzelf een wapen dat gebruikt kan worden in de strijd,
en door hem zal al dat moorden verder gaan.
zijn orders komen heus niet van zo ver, hij krijgt ze hier vandaan, van jou en mij, z'n leiders dat zijn wij,
zo maken we geen eind aan 't oorlogsleed.
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Up Where We Belong
Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it's real, I keep it alive
The road is long
There are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world below
Up where the clear winds blow
Some hang on to used to be
Live their lives looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our lives, out there to find
The road is long
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Time goes by
No time to cry
Life’s you and I
Alive today
Love lift us up where we belong
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You Got To Run
(Spirit of the Wind)
Whether you're woman or whether you're man
Sometimes you got to take a stand
Just because you think you can
You got to run
You got to run
Whether you're woman or whether you're man
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Trying against the odds you're in a trance
Say who did you think you are to have a chance?
You're a no one from a place
Where everyone knows your face
The come and go way they know the sun
So you better hang on and hey you better run
'Cause here's your chance and your race has begun
Down in a hole
You feel like two different people in your soul
Feel like a loser until you see that as you bend
You learn to be your own best friend
And you learn how and you learn when
To take a chance on the spirit of the wind
Whether you're woman or whether you're man
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Babe ain't we been down
We've been so broke and been so low that I kissed the ground
But you can see yourself a winner
Beyond the money and the greed
Beyond the pride is a pure untested need
And to be a champion is more than luck and speed
It's power and freedom in the spirit of the wind
Whether you're woman or whether you're man
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