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Текст песни: Oh, whoa, oh
I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes, make it go away
How long? How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one, tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across a dead end street
I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, my back up against the wall
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday, Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost but tell me who has won?
The trench is dug within our hearts
Mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday, yeah
How long? How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight (let's go)
Wipe your tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears from your eyes
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (let's go)
Oh, oh
Here at the murder scene
The beginning of a fiction
The facts are not complete
Why so many mother's cry?
Religion is the enemy of the Holy Spirit guide
The real battle yet begun
Where is the victory Jesus won?
I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes, make it go away
How long? How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one, tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across a dead end street
I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, my back up against the wall
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday, Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost but tell me who has won?
The trench is dug within our hearts
Mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday, yeah
How long? How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight (let's go)
Wipe your tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears from your eyes
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (let's go)
Oh, oh
Here at the murder scene
The beginning of a fiction
The facts are not complete
Why so many mother's cry?
Religion is the enemy of the Holy Spirit guide
The real battle yet begun
Where is the victory Jesus won?
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