SEPULTURA - BULLET THE BLUE SKY
In the howlin' wind
Comes a stingin' rain
See it drivin' nails
Into the souls on the tree of pain...
From the firefly
A red orange glow
See the face of fear
Runnin' scared in the valley below.
Woh ooooooooooo
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue ooooooo
Bullet the blue. oooooo
In the locust wind
Comes a rattle and hum.
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome...
You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire.
We see them burnin' crosses
See the flames, higher and higher.
Woh
woh
bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue. ooooooooo
Suit and tie comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he's peelin' off those dollar bills
(Slappin' 'em down)
One hundred, two hundred.
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes
Across the tin huts as children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street.
Up the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into his saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan.
Outside, is America
Outside, is America
Outside, is America
bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
(See across the field See the sky ripped open
See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound
Howlin' the women and children)
Who run into the arms Of America.
America.
Переводчик песни: Наталия Баева