Les Invisibles

Song	Les Invisibles
Artist	Orenda Fink
Album	Invisible Ones

Lyrics

	作曲 : Fink
	I make it each day
	With the help of the good
	Lord But late night
	I comb the streets
	Looking for a way to feed
	Hell came in the way
	Of a war and a child
	That never returned
	He never returned
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles
	And as my weathered hands
	Cracked and colored
	With years of pain
	Of the brokenhearted
	Frame their plates
	Of whiten and gold
	You take no note
	Of your warm presenter
	Would you like to know what
	I'd done for dinner
	And I've outlived my boy
	Just to serve it to you
	You've waged this war
	The rich wage wars
	The rich take more
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles

Pinyin

	zuò qǔ : Fink
	I make it each day
	With the help of the good
	Lord But late night
	I comb the streets
	Looking for a way to feed
	Hell came in the way
	Of a war and a child
	That never returned
	He never returned
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles
	And as my weathered hands
	Cracked and colored
	With years of pain
	Of the brokenhearted
	Frame their plates
	Of whiten and gold
	You take no note
	Of your warm presenter
	Would you like to know what
	I' d done for dinner
	And I' ve outlived my boy
	Just to serve it to you
	You' ve waged this war
	The rich wage wars
	The rich take more
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles
	We raise our hands and pray
	Les invisibles
	We hold our heads in shame
	Les invisibles