И я не простивший, И я не прощенный, Обреченный лететь один. Мой сын нерожденный, Глядит отстраненно. Мой нерожденный сын, Нерожденный сын. Безумные
Tonight my head is bowed in sorrow I can't keep the tears from my eyes My son calls another man daddy The right to his love I've been denied My son calls
Well, the key to my survival Was never in much doubt The question was how I could keep sane Trying to find a way out Things were never easy for me Peace
(Words and Music by Joan Baez) It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high Though my eyes could
Jacob is a car mechanic Living life at home is funny He knows a girl but he never got married Some say, "He's a cause for concern" Shaky Jake is always
My son, my son, I pray that you'll come home to me My son, my son, It seems only yesterday was Whether you'd make the baseball team Or get the new school
[Benzino] Yo (oh oh oooh) Benzino (be so strong) (Ooooooh) Rayshaun, uhh My lil' 7 year old son (uh-huh) This ones for you (be so strong) [Chorus: Case
Oh my son, I am sorry about what happened Many years ago, me and your mother had trouble all the time We could not stay together any more The last solution
I just got home from serving my time There's a baby in the family, I know he's not mine He's not mine, there's no way he could be Oh, I've been gone five
You tell me, I'm not good enough for you What can I do? Shiddle iddle ay, shiddle iddle oh I got so sick, I told a vicar her dad I must be mad Shiddle
Welcome my son to your very first day So proud to be the one who brought you this way I love you with all my heart And my love is here to stay But I can
Put one foot in front of the other is all I know Before you know it you'll be falling down the road And over at the crossroad they stole the sign So all
Blood! Blood! My son, the vampire, he'll make you a wreck. Every time he kisses you, there'll be two holes in your neck. Blood! Blood! My son, the
[Originally by Eric Bogle] It's an 800 years never ending war That causes grief, sorrow, suffering and pain - and glory. But glory for who? My youngest
My youngest son came home today His friends marched with him all the way The fife and drum beat out the time While in his box of polished pine Like dead
Tonight my head is bowed in sorrow I can't keep the tears from my eyes My son calls another man daddy the right to his love I've been denied My son calls
Oohhh, Yeah, Oooh Huh I woke up this morning with a smile on my face & Nobody's gonna bring me down today Been feeling like nothings been going my way
