Marillion:White Russian

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“White Russian”
Artist: Marillion
Albums: Clutching at Straws (1987)
The Singles '82-88' (2000)
Live from Loreley (2009)

Live at Loreley

Thank you.

A-ha!

Building desen, danke

This next song is bekomms er wichtig
Wir baden in Poland for drei vierbochen, yeah?
Die ramms in Auschwitz gang

We went to visit a place called Auschwitz
And this place
We have to feel angst, yeah?

Ist ein angstel lied ist fild dei Europe
That died during the second world war

It's for the Jewish population of Europe today
This is a prayer that that will never happen again
It is now up to us

This is a song called White Russian.



Where do we go from here, where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here?

Hey!

They boarded up the synagogues uzis on a street corner
You can't take a photograph of uzis on a street corner
The DJ resigned today they wouldn't let him have his say
The surface scratched where the needles play, there's uzis on a street corner

Where do we go from here?

Terror in the Rue de St. Denis, murder on the periphery
Someone else in someone else's pocket, Christ knows I don't know how to stop it
Poppies at the cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh
I heard it on the telegraph there's uzis on a street corner

Where do we go from here, tell me where do we go from here?

The more I see, the more I hear, the more I find fewer answers
I close my mind, I shut it out but you know it's getting harder
To calm me down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about
I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, I can't pretend everything's alright
My ideals, my sanity, they seem to be deserting me
But to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons

I know we have six million others

They're burning down the synagogues uzis on a street corner
The heralds of the holocaust uzis on a street corner
The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows
This resurrection we can't allow, uzis on a street corner

Where do we go from here, where do we go from here?

We buy fresh bagels from the corner store
Where swastikas are spat from aerosol
I sit in the bar sipping iced White Russian
Trying to score but nobody's pushing
And everyone looks at everyone's faces
Searching for signs and praying for traces of a conscience in residence
Are we sitting on a barbed wire fence
Racing the clouds home
Racing the clouds home

We place our faith in human rights
In the paper wars that tie the red tape tight
I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy

In the gulags and internment camps frozen faces in nameless ranks
I know that they would rather be standing here beside me
Racing the clouds home
Racing the clouds home

You can shut your eyes, you can hide it away
It's gonna come back another day

Racing the clouds home
Are we racing the clouds home

Racing the clouds home


Danke