Marzo 11, 2004
El septimo sello
I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes and make it go away...
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long?
But tonight we can be as one, tonight...
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across this dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall
"Thursday, bloody thursday"
"Thursday, bloody thursday"
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts
And mother's children, brothers, sisters torn apart
"Thursday, bloody thursday"
"Thursday, bloody thursday"
How long,
How long must we sing this song?
How long?
But tonight we can be as one
Tonight, tonight
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your bloodshot eyes
"Thursday, bloody thursday"
"Thursday, bloody thursday"
And it's true we are inmune
When fact is fiction and TV is reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On a "Thursday, bloody thursday,
Thursday, bloody thursday"
(U2 - Sunday, bloody Sunday)
Estamos dejados de la mano de Dios. ¿Es éste el principio del Apocalipsis? No hay palabras....