Vietnam - Rock War Ballad (Song)

Описание: [Verse 1]
Vietnam, May ’69,
Hill nine hundred thirty-seven, burnin’ in my mind.
We were boys from the airborne line,
Under fire, under blood-red skies.
The jungle closed, the thunder rolled,
Every breath felt bought and sold.
The ghosts were out there, cold and still,
Hidin’ deep on Hamburger Hill.

[Pre-Chorus]
Rain keeps fallin’, the choppers cry,
Brothers fight, brothers die…

[Chorus ]
We fought, we kill.
The elite play the game,
The poor pay the bill.
We were the pawns
On Hamburger Hill.

[Verse 2]
Mud and fire, a bitter taste,
Fightin’ shadows we never faced.
They hit and ran, they disappeared,
Left us standin’ in smoke and fear.
Sleep was short, the nights were long,
Every heartbeat felt like wrong.
Still we climbed, and climbed until,
We reached the crown of Hamburger Hill.

[Pre-Chorus]
Helicopters cut the sky’s,
Carry the fallen, so many died.

[Chorus]
We fought, we kill.
The elite play the game,
The poor pay the bill.
We were the pawns
On Hamburger Hill.

[Bridge]
We climbed the hill, but why?
Victory came so many die.

[Verse 3]
They said we won, but what’s the score?
We left that hill, came back no more.
Seventy gone, a hundred maimed,
No one remembers who to blame.
The jungle’s quiet, the ghosts are still,
I still have nightmares about Hamburger Hill.

[Final Chorus]
We fought, we kill.
The elite play the game,
The poor pay the bill.
We were the pawns
On Hamburger Hill.

[Bridge]
(soft guitar fade, echoing drumbeat)
May ’69... we climbed, we fell...
Hill 937 — I remember it well.
Vietnam was a bloody hell.

[Outro]
Rain keeps fallin’, my heart cry,
Brothers fight, brothers die…
Many die...
So many,
Sooooo many,

So many die...



Song Copyright Silvano Bonafe