Philippe Cohen Solal feat. Mike Lindsay, Adam Glover & Hannah Peel -
We Sigh for the Child Slaves (Edit)
We Sigh for the Child Slaves - Edit
We sigh for the child slaves
Dread the pains of the new
Their raking sorrows are many
Their joys are few
None are singing, none are dancing
All in sorrow, none entrancing
Welcome the good soldiers
They will come true
Daylight is unhappiness
Their sad evening is near
Their sun of brightness has set
Yet no stars shall appear
None are singing, none are dancing
All in sorrow, none entrancing
They wait for the dawn
Of a glad new year
And the trees of life shall wither
The sparks of life shall fall
Sorrow still shall come
And death will horribly call
This tale of war shall be told
And thunder of canon sung
The storming rebel lines broken
Their formation unstrung
The battle's roar alarming
The horrors leave us grieving
And child slaves will feel joy
When the rebels shall be flung
With child freedom coming
New trees spring from the old
And peaceful times blossoming
Leaves unfold
All will be cheering
All childish hearts gladdening
And Vivian Wickey shall fall
When the rebellion goes down
The storm of war shall be over
And the trees laden with fruit
As of old (as of old, as of old)
As of old
As of old
As of old
As of old
As of old
Dread the pains of the new
Their raking sorrows are many
Their joys are few
None are singing, none are dancing
All in sorrow, none entrancing
Welcome the good soldiers
They will come true
Daylight is unhappiness
Their sad evening is near
Their sun of brightness has set
Yet no stars shall appear
None are singing, none are dancing
All in sorrow, none entrancing
They wait for the dawn
Of a glad new year
And the trees of life shall wither
The sparks of life shall fall
Sorrow still shall come
And death will horribly call
This tale of war shall be told
And thunder of canon sung
The storming rebel lines broken
Their formation unstrung
The battle's roar alarming
The horrors leave us grieving
And child slaves will feel joy
When the rebels shall be flung
With child freedom coming
New trees spring from the old
And peaceful times blossoming
Leaves unfold
All will be cheering
All childish hearts gladdening
And Vivian Wickey shall fall
When the rebellion goes down
The storm of war shall be over
And the trees laden with fruit
As of old (as of old, as of old)
As of old
As of old
As of old
As of old
As of old
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Lewis Lindsay, Phillipe Cohen Solal
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