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1917 - Emmylou Harris (爱美萝·哈里斯)
A strange young man who comes to me
Soldier on a three day spree
He needs one night's cheap ecstasy
And a woman's arms to hide him
He greets me with a courtly bow
And hides his pain by acting proud
He drinks too much
And he laughs too loud
How can I deny him
Let us dance beneath the moon
I'll sing to you 'Claire de Lune'
The morning always comes too soon
But tonight the war is over
He speaks to me in schoolboy French
Of a soldiers life inside a trench
Of the look of death and the ghastly stench
I do my best to please him
He puts two roses in a vase
Two roses sadly out of place
Like a gallant smile on his haggard face
Playfully I tease him
Hold me near the Paris skies
Let's not talk of how or why
Tomorrow's soon enough to die
But tonight the war is over
We make love too hard too fast
He falls asleep his face a mask
He wakes with the shakes
And he drinks from his flask
I put my arms around him
They die in the trenches
And they die in the air
In Belguim and France
The dead are everywhere
They die so fast there's no time to prepare
A decent grave to surround them
Old world glory
Old world fame
The old worlds gone gone up in flames
Nothing will ever be the same
And nothing lasts forever
Oh I'd pray for him
But I've forgotten how
And there's nothing
Nothing that can save him now
There's always another
With the same funny bow
And who am I to deny them
Lux aeterna luce at e is
Domine
Cum sanctic tu is in aeternum
Qui a pius es
Requiem aeternaum dona e is
Domine
Tonight the war is over
Lux aeterna luce at e is
Domine
Cum sanctic tu is in aeternum
Qui a pius es
Requiem aeternaum dona e is
Domine
Tonight the war is over
Ah ahhh
