Bruce Cockburn

Louis Collins (tradução)

Bruce Cockburn

The Blood of Others


Louis Collins


Sra. Collins chora, Sra. Collins geme

Ao ver seu filho Louis partindo de casa

Os anjos o levaram


Os anjos o levaram

Debaixo do barro, seis palmos no chao

Os anjos o levaram


Bob atirou um, Louis atirou dois

Atiraram no pobre Collins, de lado a lado

Os anjos o levaram


Os anjos o levaram

Debaixo do barro, seis palmos no chao

Os anjos o levaram


Quando souberam que Louis morrera

Todo mundo se vestiu de vermelho

Os anjos o levaram


Os anjos o levaram

Debaixo do barro, seis palmos no chao

Os anjos o levaram


Os amigos de Collins choraram de dor

Ao ver o pobre Louis naquele cemiterio novo

Os anjos o levaram


Os anjos o levaram

Debaixo do barro, seis palmos no chao

Os anjos o levaram

Os anjos o levaram

Debaixo do barro, seis palmos no chao

Os anjos o levaram

Louis Collins


Mrs. Collins weeps, Mrs. Collins moans

To see her son Louis leaving home

Angels laid him away


Angels laid him away

They laid him six feet under the clay

Angels laid him away


Bob shot one and Louis shot two

Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through

Angels laid him away


Angels laid him away

They laid him six feet under the clay

Angels laid him away


When they heard that Louis was dead

All the people, they dressed in red

Angels laid him away


Angels laid him away

They laid him six feet under the clay

Angels laid him away


Collins' friends cried, oh, it did hurt

To see poor Louis in that new graveyard

Angels laid him away


Angels laid him away

They laid him six feet under the clay

Angels laid him away

Angels laid him away

They laid him six feet under the clay

Angels laid him away

Encontrou algum erro? Envie uma correção >

Compartilhe
esta música

ARTISTAS RELACIONADOS
ESTAÇÕES