Song | Herb Girls of Birkenau |
Artist | Rasputina |
Album | How We Quit the Forest |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Creagor | |
Experiment victims walk by on a hill | |
With berries in aprons, | |
I still see them | |
Still see black empty eyes staring, no hair yet ahead | |
There's no dignity there, they're not living not dead | |
Swayback and ripcord, parachute face | |
Were pulled from the water and put in a place | |
I've not been to, but what you'll find | |
Is the Kommandant hoarding, the vegetable rinds | |
It's not like they mattered | |
Who sucked out your spirit? | |
Listen how we shout at them | |
They can't hear it | |
It's not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That it happened at all | |
That there were people who saw | |
The herb girls of | |
BirkenauThe herb girls of | |
Birkenau walk by on a hill | |
With berries in aprons, | |
I still see them, still | |
It's not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That it happened at all | |
That there were people who saw the herb girls | |
But what's fair? | |
Anything is possible | |
But can you understand | |
That there were people who saw the herb girls? | |
It's not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That there were people, there | |
There were people who saw the herb girls of | |
Birkenau |
zuo qu : Creagor | |
Experiment victims walk by on a hill | |
With berries in aprons, | |
I still see them | |
Still see black empty eyes staring, no hair yet ahead | |
There' s no dignity there, they' re not living not dead | |
Swayback and ripcord, parachute face | |
Were pulled from the water and put in a place | |
I' ve not been to, but what you' ll find | |
Is the Kommandant hoarding, the vegetable rinds | |
It' s not like they mattered | |
Who sucked out your spirit? | |
Listen how we shout at them | |
They can' t hear it | |
It' s not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That it happened at all | |
That there were people who saw | |
The herb girls of | |
BirkenauThe herb girls of | |
Birkenau walk by on a hill | |
With berries in aprons, | |
I still see them, still | |
It' s not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That it happened at all | |
That there were people who saw the herb girls | |
But what' s fair? | |
Anything is possible | |
But can you understand | |
That there were people who saw the herb girls? | |
It' s not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That there were people, there | |
There were people who saw the herb girls of | |
Birkenau |
zuò qǔ : Creagor | |
Experiment victims walk by on a hill | |
With berries in aprons, | |
I still see them | |
Still see black empty eyes staring, no hair yet ahead | |
There' s no dignity there, they' re not living not dead | |
Swayback and ripcord, parachute face | |
Were pulled from the water and put in a place | |
I' ve not been to, but what you' ll find | |
Is the Kommandant hoarding, the vegetable rinds | |
It' s not like they mattered | |
Who sucked out your spirit? | |
Listen how we shout at them | |
They can' t hear it | |
It' s not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That it happened at all | |
That there were people who saw | |
The herb girls of | |
BirkenauThe herb girls of | |
Birkenau walk by on a hill | |
With berries in aprons, | |
I still see them, still | |
It' s not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That it happened at all | |
That there were people who saw the herb girls | |
But what' s fair? | |
Anything is possible | |
But can you understand | |
That there were people who saw the herb girls? | |
It' s not fair | |
And it seems impossible | |
That there were people, there | |
There were people who saw the herb girls of | |
Birkenau |