Текст песни Моррисон - Солдат

A soldier walked blindly into the night
Captured by enemies in cold rain
A soldier walked without a map
Good luck.

Two right through, you'll live
You wanted to kill everyone,
Why are you now
You cry.

Sing
My little angel to me
In my war-sick country.
Sing my little angel, sing
You sing
That no one will return
No one will return home.

In the targets that shot
He recognized his children
Squinted at the fighter,
Legs.

And among the enemy graves
He asked for forgiveness
He threw up his hands and called for everything,
Of God.

Sing
My little angel to me
In my war-sick country.
Sing my little angel, sing
You sing
That no one will return
No one will return home.