Eric Bogle

Eric Bogle - Song Of The Whale songtekst

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 The saddest sound I've ever heard

 Is the song of the hump-backed whale

 His moans and sighs and his eerie cries

 Sing a sad familiar tale

 For he sighs and blows as if he knows

 His race is nearly run

 And that soon with all of his kind he'll fall

 Before the whaler's gun.



 For every living thing on earth

 Nature made a space

 Each a living strand of a fragile plan

 That can never be replaced

 And not from need, but from wanton greed

 Man has torn down nature's web

 With greed possessed he will not rest

 Till the last of the whales is dead.



 In my mind's eye I can see them die

 As the whaler finds his mark

 Hear the muffled boom of the cruel harpoon

 As it blasts their lives apart

 I see the flood of their rich dark blood

 As it stains the ocean red

 And that bloody green will not wash clean

 Till the last of the whales is dead.



 The saddest sound I've ever heard

 Is the song of the hump-backed whale

 His moans and sighs and his eerie cries

 Sing a sad familiar tale

 For he sighs and blows as if he knows

 His race is nearly run

 And that soon with all of his kind he'll fall

 Before the whaler's gun.



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