"Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes and bow your head
And wait for the ricochet" (Child In Time Deep Purple)
"I heard my friend cry,
And he sank to his knees, coughing blood
As he screamed for his mother
And I fell by his side,
And that’s how we died,
Clinging like kids to each other,
And I lay in the mud
And the guts and the blood,
And I wept as his body grew colder,
And I called for my mother
And she never came,
Though it wasn’t my fault
And I wasn’t to blame,
The day not half over
And ten thousand slain, and now
There’s nobody remembers our names
And that’s how it is for a soldier".
(1916, Motohead)
"Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction
In the fields, the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord, yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour".
(Black Sabbath, War Pigs).
"C'era una volta una città
In quell'isola laggiù
C'era una via che passava di là
Proprio dove vivi tu
C'era allegria c'era felicità
Ma la guerra è una follia
Ma se qualcuno sorride a te
Un domani ancora c'è..."
(Conan il ragazzo del futuro, Giorgia Lepore)
"A voice from the past cried ""Give peace a chance""
He paid our price now he's free at last
Imagine, we called him a dreamer!
How many times must good men die?
How many tears will the children cry?
'Til they suffer no more sadness
Stop the madness,
Oh, stop the madness".
(Molly Hachet, Fall Of The Peacemaker)
"Su cumuli di carni morte
Hai eretto la tua gloria
Ma il sangue che hai versato su te è ricaduto
La tua guerra è finita
Vecchio soldato.
Ora si è seduto il vento
Il tuo sguardo è rimasto appeso al cielo
Sugli occhi c'è il sole
Nel petto ti resta un pugnale
E tu no, non scaglierai mai più
La tua lancia per ferire l'orizzonte
Per spingerti al di là
Per scoprire ciò che solo Iddio sa
Ma di te resterà soltanto
Il dolore, il pianto che tu hai regalato
Per spingerti al di là
Per scoprire ciò che solo Iddio sa".
(Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso, Rip)
"Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand
Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?
A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand
The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homelands
Holy wars".
(Megadeth, Holy Wars)
"He sees the picture on the wall it's falling down
Upside down
He sees a teardrop from his wife roll down her face
Saying Grace
Remember times they had they flash right through his mind
Left behind
Of a lifetime spent together long ago
Will be gone".
(Iron Maiden,When The Wild Wind Blows)
"I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel the scream
This terrible silence stops in me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there is not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now". (Metallica, One)
"If none of us believe in war
Then can you tell me, what the weapons for?
Listen to me everyone
If the button is pushed, there'll be nowhere to run, oh
Giants sleeping, giants winning
Wars within their dreams
Till they wake when it's too late
And in God's name blaspheme
Killer of giants, threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Marches of protest
Not stopping the war
Or the killer of giants
The killer of giants".
(Ozzy Osbourne, Killer Of Giants)
"Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day?
Vera, Vera
What has become of you
Does anybody else in here
Feel the way I do?".
(Pink Floyd, Vera Lynn)
"Curri piciocheddu no ti firmist
Ajò, boga-tì de ingunis
movi-tì, curri piciocheddu
o! atura atentu!
curri piciocheddu no ti firmist
ajò, boga-tì de ingunis
movi-tì, curri piciocheddu
Anche se era febbraio era un bel giorno di sole
Casteddu alza gli occhi al cielo e il cielo cambia colore
più di cento fortezze volanti,
l'America è una nuvola nera che da Su Sicu viene avanti
Con bombe e con spezzonamenti
che esplodono a mezzo metro dal suolo in mille schegge roventi
chi cerca la mamma, chi urla, chi piange
via Sant'Efisio è un fiume rosso di sangue".
(Dr. Drer e Crc Posse, Casteddu 43)
"Cadevano le bombe come neve
Il 19 luglio a San Lorenzo
Sconquassato il Verano
"Dopo il bombardamento
Tornano a galla i morti
E sono più di cento
Cadevano le bombe a San Lorenzo
E un uomo stava a guardare la sua mano
Viste dal Vaticano
Sembravano scintille
L'uomo raccoglie la sua mano
E i morti sono mille
E un giorno, credi
Questa guerra finirà
Ritornerà la pace
E il burro abbonderà
E andremo a pranzo la domenica
Fuori porta, a Cinecittà
Oggi pietà l'è morta
Ma un bel giorno rinascerà
E poi qualcuno farà qualcosa
Magari si sposerà".
(De Gregori, San Lorenzo)
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