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Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He s a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin down for a while
And talking to me,
I m feeling a little low
She said I m off in an hour and I know where we can go

So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don t care
I got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you

Chorus: I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin for the love of a travelin soldier
Over love will never end
Waitin for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier s coming home

So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it s getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don t worry but I won t be able to write for awhile

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One Friday night at a football game
The Lord s Prayer said and the Anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local Vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

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Da für mich
Da für mich
Da für mich

Ich habe sieben Brücken
Sieben Berge überquert
Hab in jeder Dunkelheit
In jeder Ecke dieser Welt
Jedes Sandkorn umgedreht
Mittlerweile schon gezählt
Nur um dich zu sehen
Um mit dir...

We are here, we were there,
they are nearing people everywhere we go.
People catching in their hands the ashes of the Marlboro man.

Burn them down, burn them down with our canteens pouring gasoline;
It s never what they re saying but why oh why they say it.
Burning down the billboards to the...

Mimo, że czasem masz już wszystkiego dość,
a życie nie jest takie jakbyś chciał.
Na widok otoczenia ogarnia Cię złość,
obraz przyszłości powoduje strach.
Smak życia nie jest już taki, jak kiedyś,
w telewizorni tylko kłótnia za kłótnią.
Liczy się tylko wojna i pieniądze -
Hej Bracie! Hej Siostro! Wyrzućmy te żądze!

*** Ref. ***
Bo potrzeba uzdrowienia -...

It s just her and the band and the clean up man
She s counting up her tips, she did alright
She says good-night
She drives home to a three-room flat
Checks her machine and she feeds the cat
She s almost asleep, before she...

There s a house on the corner, lives a man who went to war
And it tries to give him shelter from the pain of what he saw
There s a child out the window painting faces in the snow
And they smile a sad reminder of a life he...