The Byrds

The Byrds - I Come And Stand At Every Door songtekst

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I come and stand at every door
But no one hears my silent prayer
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead, for I am dead

I'm only seven although I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die, they do not grow

My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind

I need no fruit, I need no rice
I need no sweets nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead

All that I ask for is for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world
May live and grow and laugh and play
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Auteur: Nâzim Hikmet

Componist: N. Hikmet

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1966

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: The Very Best Of The Byrds (1999)

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