| Paroles: | I can't believe the news today,
I can't close my eyes an make it go away.
How long, how long
must we sing this song?
How long? Tonight we can be as one.
Broken bottles under children's
feet,
Body's strewn across a dead end street,
But I won't heed the battle call,
It puts
my back up, puts my back up against the wall.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
Sunday, Bloody
Sunday.
And the battle's just begun,
There's many lost, but tell me who has
won?
The trenches dug within aur hearts,
And mother's children, brothers, sisters torn
apart.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
How long, how long must
we sing this song?
How long? Tonight we can be as one.
Tonight, tonight.
Sunday,
Bloody Sunday.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday.
And it's true we are immun,
When fact is
fiction and T.V. is reality,
And today the million cry,
We eat and drink while tomorrow they
die.
The real battle just begun.
To claim the victory Jesus won,
On a Sunday, Bloody
Sunday,
Sunday, Bloody Sunday |
