1970 Black Sabbath - War Pigs
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«СВИНЬИ-ВОЯКИ»
Генералы собрались все вместе
Словно ведьмы к черной мессе.
Чертов разум разрушенья,
Жажда смерти – вот их развлечения.
В поле битв тела сгорают,
Жернова войны вращая.
Смерть и злоба к мирозданию
Помутили их сознание,
О, Боже!
Спрятались в домах политиканы
Сразу, когда началась война.
Отчего же не пошли они сражаться,
Предоставив это дело беднякам?
Прозвучат надменные насмешки –
Будто бы война, как анекдот,
Где людишки – шахматные пешки.
Но дождетесь - Божий Суд грядет, да!
Наступает мрак и может мир остановиться,
Если жерновам войны давать крутиться.
Но не всё, вояки, в вашей власти –
Божий перст накажет в одночасье.
Будет Судный день – вы к Господу придете,
На коленях вы, «вояки», поползете
Для себя вымаливать прощение…
Лишь смех Сатаны будет вам в утешение.
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
poisoning their brainwashed minds,
oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
they only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
as the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling
on their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
Генералы собрались все вместе
Словно ведьмы к черной мессе.
Чертов разум разрушенья,
Жажда смерти – вот их развлечения.
В поле битв тела сгорают,
Жернова войны вращая.
Смерть и злоба к мирозданию
Помутили их сознание,
О, Боже!
Спрятались в домах политиканы
Сразу, когда началась война.
Отчего же не пошли они сражаться,
Предоставив это дело беднякам?
Прозвучат надменные насмешки –
Будто бы война, как анекдот,
Где людишки – шахматные пешки.
Но дождетесь - Божий Суд грядет, да!
Наступает мрак и может мир остановиться,
Если жерновам войны давать крутиться.
Но не всё, вояки, в вашей власти –
Божий перст накажет в одночасье.
Будет Судный день – вы к Господу придете,
На коленях вы, «вояки», поползете
Для себя вымаливать прощение…
Лишь смех Сатаны будет вам в утешение.
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
poisoning their brainwashed minds,
oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
they only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
as the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling
on their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
"Pig Vouks"
Generals gathered together
Like witches to the Black Mass.
Damn the mind of destruction,
The thirst for death is their entertainment.
In the body of the body, they burn,
The millstones of the war rotating.
Death and anger to the universe
They closed their consciousness,
Oh my God!
Politicals hid in houses
Immediately when the war began.
Why didn't they go to fight,
Providing this matter to the poor?
Arrogant ridicule will sound -
As if war, like an anecdote,
Where people are chess pawns.
But wait - God's judgment is coming, yes!
Darkness comes and the world can stop,
If the millstones of the war are to spin.
But not all, warriors, in your power -
God will punish God's finger overnight.
There will be a day of day - you will come to the Lord,
You, "Warriors" on your knees, crawl
For yourself to beg for forgiveness ...
Only the laughter of Satan will be in consolation.
Generals Gathereed in Their Masses
Just Like Witches at Black Masses
Evil Minds that Plot Destruption
Sorceers of Death's Construction
In the fields the bodies Burning
As the War Machine Keeps Turning
Death and Hatred to Mankind
Poisoning Their Brainwashed Minds,
OH Lord Yeah!
Politicians Hide Themselves Away
They Only Started the War
Who shoup the go out to fight?
They Leave that Role to the Poor
Time Will Tell On Their Power Minds
Making War Just for Fun
Treating People Just Like Pawns in Chess
Wait 'Till Their Judgement Day Comes, Yeah!
Now in Darkness, World Stops Turning
As the War Machine Keeps Burning
No more pigs of the Power
Hand of God Has Sturck the Hour
Day of Judgement, God Is Calling
On Their Knees, The War Pigs Crawling
Beging Mercy for Their Sins
Satan, Laughing, Spreads His Wings
Generals gathered together
Like witches to the Black Mass.
Damn the mind of destruction,
The thirst for death is their entertainment.
In the body of the body, they burn,
The millstones of the war rotating.
Death and anger to the universe
They closed their consciousness,
Oh my God!
Politicals hid in houses
Immediately when the war began.
Why didn't they go to fight,
Providing this matter to the poor?
Arrogant ridicule will sound -
As if war, like an anecdote,
Where people are chess pawns.
But wait - God's judgment is coming, yes!
Darkness comes and the world can stop,
If the millstones of the war are to spin.
But not all, warriors, in your power -
God will punish God's finger overnight.
There will be a day of day - you will come to the Lord,
You, "Warriors" on your knees, crawl
For yourself to beg for forgiveness ...
Only the laughter of Satan will be in consolation.
Generals Gathereed in Their Masses
Just Like Witches at Black Masses
Evil Minds that Plot Destruption
Sorceers of Death's Construction
In the fields the bodies Burning
As the War Machine Keeps Turning
Death and Hatred to Mankind
Poisoning Their Brainwashed Minds,
OH Lord Yeah!
Politicians Hide Themselves Away
They Only Started the War
Who shoup the go out to fight?
They Leave that Role to the Poor
Time Will Tell On Their Power Minds
Making War Just for Fun
Treating People Just Like Pawns in Chess
Wait 'Till Their Judgement Day Comes, Yeah!
Now in Darkness, World Stops Turning
As the War Machine Keeps Burning
No more pigs of the Power
Hand of God Has Sturck the Hour
Day of Judgement, God Is Calling
On Their Knees, The War Pigs Crawling
Beging Mercy for Their Sins
Satan, Laughing, Spreads His Wings