 |
 |
|
W pełni polska strona poświęcona w całości jednemu z największych zespołów w dziejach muzyki pop |
SOLDIERS |
- SERWIS
- Strona główna
- Jak korzystać ze strony?
- Mapa strony
- ZESPÓŁ ABBA
- Historia
- Członkowie
- Albumy
- Single
- Składanki
- Wideografia
- Teledyski
- Bootlegi
- Książki
- Utwory nieopublikowane
- Tytuły robocze
- Teksty piosenek
- Kalendarium
- ABBA na listach przebojów
- Najbardziej znane covery
- Karaoke
- TRASY KONCERTOWE
- Wprowadzenie
- Trasa 1970/1971
- Trasa 1973
- Trasa 1974/1975
- Trasa 1975
- "ABBA w Studio 2" 1976
- Trasa 1977
- "ABBA In Japan" 1978
- Music For UNICEF 1979
- Trasa 1979 i 1980
- "Dick Cavett Meets ABBA" 1981
- "RODZINA" ABBY
- Współpracownicy
- Artyści związani
- PONADTO NA STRONIE
- Artykuły
- Poradnik dla fana
- Muzyczne inspiracje
- INFORMACJE / INFO
- Prawa autorskie / Copyright
- Wspomóż serwis / Donate
- Kontakt / Contact
- Linki / Links
|
SOLDIERS
Benny Andersson; Björn Ulvaeus
© Universal/Union Songs AB
Do I hear what I think I'm hearing
do I see the signs I think I see
or is this just fantasy
is it true that the beast is waking
stirring in his restless sleep tonight
in the pale moonlight
in the grip of this cold December
you and I have reason to remember
Soldiers write the songs
that soldiers sing
the songs that you and I don't sing
they blow their horns
and march along
they drum their drums
and look so strong
you'd think that nothing
in the world was wrong
soldiers write the songs
that soldiers sing
the songs that you and I won't sing
let's not look the other way
taking a chance
'cause if the bugler starts to play
we too must dance
What's that sound
what's that dreadful rumble
won't somebody tell me what I hear
in the distance but drawing near
is it only a storm approaching
all that thunder and the blinding light
in the winter night
in the grip of this cold December
you and I have reason to remember
Soldiers write the songs
that soldiers sing
the songs that you and I don't sing
they blow their horns
and march along
they drum their drums
and look so strong
you'd think that nothing
in the world was wrong
soldiers write the songs
that soldiers sing
the songs that you and I won't sing
let's not look the other way
taking a chance
'cause if the bugler starts to play
we too must dance
|
|
©2006-2023 Mateusz Węgrzyn |