Bloody Sunday

歌曲 Bloody Sunday
歌手 Cruachan
专辑 Folk-Lore

歌词

Remember well the 30th of
January, The feeling of dread that was in the air.
The people marched for their right to equality,
They only wanted to be treated fair.
Shots were fired my a mindless military,
The people ran they were unarmed
Across the world we will read of
Derry And those who died by oppressive hands. 13 people lost their lives that
Sunday, Women, children and innocent men.
Many wounded lay crying in agony,
The knights of
Malta attended them.
And so began the government cover up.
And so began the lies and deceit.
Soldiers statement would be changed and torn up,
No reports would come from men on the street.
As the years went by the people began to talk,
The hidden crimes were now being told.
Innocent protestors - shot in back,
Left to die in the winter cold.
The bullets used had all been tampered,
Maximum injury would come from them.
This tyranny will not go un-noticed,
Our day will come again.