Yeah I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes And make it go away How long? How long must we sing this song? How long, how long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Tonight Broken bottles under children's feet Bodies strewn across the dead end street But I won't heed the battle call It puts my back up Puts my back up against the wall Sunday, Bloody Sunday Sunday, Bloody Sunday Sunday, Bloody Sunday, Sunday, Bloody Sunday (alright) And the battle's just begun There's many lost, but tell me who has won The trench is dug within our hearts And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart Sunday, Bloody Sunday Sunday, Bloody Sunday How long? How long must we sing this song? How long, how long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Tonight, tonight Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Tonight, tonight) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (let's go) Wipe the tears from your eyes Wipe your tears away Oh, wipe your tears away I'll, wipe your tears away (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) I'll, wipe your blood shot eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) And it's true we are immune When fact is fiction and TV reality And today the millions cry We eat and drink while tomorrow they die the real battle just begun (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) to claim the victory Jesus won On Sunday Bloody Sunday, yeah Sunday Bloody Sunday
And love is not the easy thing The only baggage that you can bring... And love is not the easy thing The only baggage you can bring Is all that you can't leave behind And if the darkness is to keep us apart And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off And if your glass heart should crack And for a second you turn back Oh no, be strong Walk on, walk on What you got they can't steal it No, they can't even feel it Walk on, walk on Stay safe tonight You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been A place that has to be believed to be seen You could have flown away A singing bird in an open cage Who will only fly, only fly for freedom Walk on, walk on What you've got they can't deny it Can't sell it, or buy it Walk on, walk on Stay safe tonight And I know it aches And your heart it breaks And you can only take so much Walk on walk on Home, hard to know what it is if you've never had one Home, I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home That's where the hurt is And I know it aches And your heart it breaks And you can only take so much Walk on Leave it behind You've got to leave it behind All that you fashion All that you make All that you build All that you break All that you measure All that you steal All this you feel All that you reason All that you care (It's only time) And I'll never fill up all my mind All that you sense All that you speak All you dress up And all that you scheme All you create All that you wreck All that you hate
This is Not a rebel song. Its a song of hurt . And its a beautiful version , AS beautiful as hurt can be. War. Loss. Senseless who is the next victomn ?
Très belle version d'une chanson déjà immense. Mais le tout est un peu gâché par The Edge qui se plante au début de la chanson (sur le 1er "How long..."), et par le "little faster" de Bono envers The Edge...
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His voice is pristine
great music, thx so much Music zone, U rock
Yeah
I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday, Sunday, Bloody Sunday (alright)
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, tonight
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(Tonight, tonight) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (let's go)
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
I'll, wipe your tears away (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
I'll, wipe your blood shot eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
the real battle just begun
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday) to claim the victory Jesus won
On
Sunday Bloody Sunday, yeah
Sunday Bloody Sunday
And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage that you can bring...
And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind
And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong
Walk on, walk on
What you got they can't steal it
No, they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight
You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom
Walk on, walk on
What you've got they can't deny it
Can't sell it, or buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight
And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on
walk on
Home, hard to know what it is if you've never had one
Home, I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the hurt is
And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on
Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you feel
All that you reason
All that you care (It's only time)
And I'll never fill up all my mind
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
And all that you scheme
All you create
All that you wreck
All that you hate
This is Not a rebel song. Its a song of hurt . And its a beautiful version , AS beautiful as hurt can be. War. Loss. Senseless who is the next victomn ?
Love this
Música linda e esse arranjo ficou muito top
This is a great song, regardless of the arrangement
Dommage deux petites erreurs de la part de The Edge
BONO VOICE IS MAGIC!
Très belle version d'une chanson déjà immense. Mais le tout est un peu gâché par The Edge qui se plante au début de la chanson (sur le 1er "How long..."), et par le "little faster" de Bono envers The Edge...
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