allez donner le vôtre
S'il faut donner son sang,
allez donner le vôtre,
vous êtes bon apôtre,
monsieur le Président.
Tonight, the memory of this song popped into my head. I'd heard it on a Peter, Paul and Mary album, but had never seen the lyrics, nor a translation.
It speaks my mind.
allez donner le vôtre,
vous êtes bon apôtre,
monsieur le Président.
Tonight, the memory of this song popped into my head. I'd heard it on a Peter, Paul and Mary album, but had never seen the lyrics, nor a translation.
It speaks my mind.
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I like the verse you choose (I even managed to translate it almost completely on my own!), it certainly puts its finger on one of the things I despise most about wars: Those who decide that they're justified seldom end up having to wade through blood and suffering and wear the scars.
Of course, that's all bleeding-heart sentimentalism and in reality...
WT*, I spend too much time over at politics_forum. In reality, it sucks that someone who goes as "military leader" spends his weekends in comfort while those he's supposed to lead can count themselves lucky if they may phone their families.
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