Translation: Curtis, Anne. Memphis Soul Stew.
Raining in the [Incomprehensible] Think about a restaurant Mother, mother's son Think I'll make a great big kiss [Incomprehensible] Mother, mother's
Round we go Living in a carnival of compromise All we know Is decorating flags and choosing sides Round and round Accusations fly Holding ground In the
Translation: Smith, Curt. Mother England.
Mon frere est a la guerre Mais il n'est pas soldat A fait dire a ma mere Qu'il n'en reviendrait pas Que le cri des frontieres L'oiseau ne l'entend pas
When the day is short And the nights are long It's a different world Where the rules are wrong And I, I will go home with who Whoever is sure Are you
