Sabaton — The Price Of A Mile tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Hear the sound of a machinegun
Hear it echo in the night
Mortals firing rains the scene
Scars the fields
that once were green
It’s a stalemate at the frontline
where the soldiers rest in mud
roads and houses
all is gone
there is no glory to be won
know that many men will suffer
know that many men will die
half a million lives at stake
Ask the fields of Passchendaele
And as the night falls the general calls
and the battle carries on and on How long?
What is the purpose of it all
What’s the price of a mile?
Thousands of feet march to the beat
It’s an army on the march
Long way from home
Paying the price in young men’s lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat
It’s an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud
Stuck in the trench with no way out
Thousands of machineguns
Kept on firing through the night
Mortars blazed and wrecked the scene
Guns in the fields that once were green
Still a deadlock at the frontline
Where the soldiers die in mud
roads and houses since long gone
still no glory has been won
know that many men has suffered
know that many men has died
Six miles of ground has been won
Half a million men are gone
And as the men crawled the general called
And the killing carried on and on How long?
What’s the purpose of it all?
What’s the price of a mile?
Thousands of feet march to the beat
It’s an army on the march
Long way from home
Paying the price in young men’s lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat
It’s an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud
Stuck in the trench with no way out
Young men are dying
They pay the price
Oh how they suffer
So tell me what’s the price of a mile
That’s the price of a mile.
Thousands of feet march to the beat
It’s an army on the march
Long way from home
Paying the price in young men’s lives
Thousands of feet march to the beat
It’s an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud
Stuck in the trench with no way out
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
"Hear the sound of a machinegun"
Hear it echo in the night
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Scars the fields
that once were green
To pat na linii frontu.
gdzie żołnierze spoczywają w błocie
drogi i domy
all is gone
there is no glory to be won
wiedz, że wielu ludzi będzie cierpieć.
wiedz, że wielu ludzi zginie.
pół miliona istnień jest zagrożone.
Spytaj pola Passchendaele
A gdy noc zapada, generał wzywa
jak długo trwa bitwa?
Jaki jest cel tego wszystkiego?
Jaka jest cena mili?
Thousands of feet march to the beat
Armia w marszu
Long way from home
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Thousands of feet march to the beat
To armia w rozpaczy.
Knee-deep in mud
Utknąłem w rowie bez wyjścia.
Tysiące karabinów maszynowych
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Guns in the fields that once were green
Still a impas at the frontline
Gdzie żołnierze umierają w błocie
drogi i domy od dawna nie istnieją
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wiedz, że wielu ludzi cierpiało
wiedz, że wielu ludzi zginęło.
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Pół miliona ludzi zniknęło.
A gdy ludzie czołgali się generał zawołał
Jak długo trwało zabijanie?
Jaki jest cel tego wszystkiego?
Jaka jest cena mili?
Thousands of feet march to the beat
Armia w marszu
Long way from home
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Thousands of feet march to the beat
To armia w rozpaczy.
Knee-deep in mud
Utknąłem w rowie bez wyjścia.
Młodzi umierają
Płacą cenę
Oh jak oni cierpią
Więc powiedz mi jaka jest cena mili
To cena mili.
Thousands of feet march to the beat
Armia w marszu
Long way from home
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Thousands of feet march to the beat
To armia w rozpaczy.
Knee-deep in mud
Utknąłem w rowie bez wyjścia.