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Ballad Of A Crystal Man

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BALLAD OF A CRYSTAL MAN

Walk along and talk along and live your lives quite freely
But leave our children with their toys of peppermint and candy.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.

Your thoughts they are of harlequin, your speeches of quicksilver,
I read your faces like a poem, kaleidoscope of hate words.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.

On the quilted battlefields of soldiers dazzling made of toy tin
The big bomb like a child's hand could sweep them dead just so to win.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.

As you fill your glasses with the wine of murdered negroes
Thinking not of beauty that spreads like morning sun-glow.
Seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.

I pray your dreams of vivid screams of children dying slowly
And as you polish up your guns your real self be reflecting.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.

Vietnam, your latest game, you're playing with your blackest Queen
Damn your souls and curse your grins, I stand here with a fading dream.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie

BALLAD OF A CRYSTAL MAN



Camminate, parlate, vivete le vostre vite liberamente
ma lasciate ai bambini i loro giocattoli di menta e zucchero.

lo non voglio le ali del gabbiano
Io non voglio la liberta in un compromesso.

Intanto voi riempite i vostri bicchieri con il vino
di negri assassinati e non pensate alla bellezza
che si spande come raggi di sole nel mattino.

lo non voglio le ali del gabbiano.
Io non voglio, la libertà in un compromesso.

II Vietnam è l'ultimo gioco che giocate con la vostra regina negra.
Siano maledette le vostre anime e si geli il vostro sorriso

lo rimango qui con un sogno che svanisce

lo non voglio la ali del gabbiano.
lo non voglio, la libertà, in un compromesso.

(da Ballad of a crystal man)
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