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Текст песни: I've seen and done things I want to forget; I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat, Blown and shot out beyond belief. Arms and legs were in the trees. I've seen and done things I want to forget; coming from an unearthly place, Longing to see a woman's face, Instead of the words that gather pace, The words that maketh murder. These, these, these are the words- The words that maketh murder. These, these, these are the words- Murder... I've seen and done things I want to forget; I've seen a corporal whose nerves were shot Climbing behind the fierce, gone sun, I've seen flies swarming everyone, Soldiers fell like lumps of meat. These are the words, the words are these. Death lingering, stunk, Flies swarming everyone, Over the whole summit peak, Flesh quivering in the heat. This was something else again. I fear it cannot be explained. The words that make, the words that make Murder. What if I take my problem to the United Nations?

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Альбом: The Words That Maketh Murder

Автор Слов: Polly Jean Harvey
Performer: Seamus Murphy [Video Producer], Seamus Murphy [Video Director], Composer: Polly Jean Harvey, Author: Polly Jean Harvey
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I've seen and done things I want to forget;
I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat,
Blown and shot out beyond belief.
Arms and legs were in the trees.

I've seen and done things I want to forget;
coming from an unearthly place,
Longing to see a woman's face,
Instead of the words that gather pace,
The words that maketh murder.

These, these, these are the words-
The words that maketh murder.
These, these, these are the words-
Murder...

I've seen and done things I want to forget;
I've seen a corporal whose nerves were shot
Climbing behind the fierce, gone sun,
I've seen flies swarming everyone,
Soldiers fell like lumps of meat.

These are the words, the words are these.
Death lingering, stunk,
Flies swarming everyone,
Over the whole summit peak,
Flesh quivering in the heat.
This was something else again.
I fear it cannot be explained.
The words that make, the words that make
Murder.

What if I take my problem to the United Nations?



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