Flogging Molly - What's Left of the Flag
Антивоенная песня калифорнийских ирландцев из панк-кельтской Flogging Molly. Подумать о том, что остается от флага, музыканты предлагали на концертах против войны в Ираке, хотя сама баллада - и стилистически, и по смыслу - больше связана с противостоянием протестантов и католиков в Ирландии, с насилием, сопровождающим желанием сторон любой утвердить на господствующих высотах свой религиозно-политический фетиш.
Флаг Ирландии (An Bhratach Náisiúnta) - трехцветный: зелёный символизирует католиков, оранжевый - протестантов, белый - мир между этими конфессиями (прекращение огня - не знак капитуляции, а оповещение об открытости к переговорам). Дэвид Кинг (фронтмен группы) его трактует в духе движения "Объединенных ирландцев" XVIII века - те предлагали забыть о раздорах между пуританами, католиками и диссентерами, ради создания гражданской нации, способной уберечь страну как от иностранного вмешательства, так и от внутренней тирании.
Flogging Molly - What's Left of the Flag
His eyes they closed
and his last breath spoke
he had seen all to be seen
a life once full
now an empty vase
wilt the blossoms
on his early grave
walk away me boys
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
then the rosary beads
count them 1 2 3
fell apart as they hit the floor
in a garb of black
we must pay respect
to the color we were born to mourn
walk away me boys
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
In its place grew
an angry festered wound
full of hatered and remorse
where I pick and scratch
till the blood it matched
silent rage that now fills my lungs
for there are many ways
to kill a man they say
with bayonet, axe or sword
but son a bullet fired
from a shapeless guise
just put the shell of a Thompson gun
walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
from the east out to the western shore
where many men and many more will fall
but no angel flies with me tonight
though freedom reigns on all
and curse the name for which
we slaved our days
so every men chose Kingdom Come
But sure as night turns day
it's the passion play
oh my god
what have they done
with madman's rage
well they dug our graves
but the dead rise again you fools
walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
Флаг Ирландии (An Bhratach Náisiúnta) - трехцветный: зелёный символизирует католиков, оранжевый - протестантов, белый - мир между этими конфессиями (прекращение огня - не знак капитуляции, а оповещение об открытости к переговорам). Дэвид Кинг (фронтмен группы) его трактует в духе движения "Объединенных ирландцев" XVIII века - те предлагали забыть о раздорах между пуританами, католиками и диссентерами, ради создания гражданской нации, способной уберечь страну как от иностранного вмешательства, так и от внутренней тирании.
Flogging Molly - What's Left of the Flag
Click to viewHis eyes they closed
and his last breath spoke
he had seen all to be seen
a life once full
now an empty vase
wilt the blossoms
on his early grave
walk away me boys
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
then the rosary beads
count them 1 2 3
fell apart as they hit the floor
in a garb of black
we must pay respect
to the color we were born to mourn
walk away me boys
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
In its place grew
an angry festered wound
full of hatered and remorse
where I pick and scratch
till the blood it matched
silent rage that now fills my lungs
for there are many ways
to kill a man they say
with bayonet, axe or sword
but son a bullet fired
from a shapeless guise
just put the shell of a Thompson gun
walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
from the east out to the western shore
where many men and many more will fall
but no angel flies with me tonight
though freedom reigns on all
and curse the name for which
we slaved our days
so every men chose Kingdom Come
But sure as night turns day
it's the passion play
oh my god
what have they done
with madman's rage
well they dug our graves
but the dead rise again you fools
walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and by morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me