Children's Crusade
(The Dream of the Blue Turtles)
Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen
Marching through countries they'd never seen
Virgins with rifles, a game of charades
All for a children's crusade
Pawns in the game are not victims of chance
Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France
Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
The children of England would never be slaves
They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation
Corpulent generals safe behind lines
History's lessons drowned in red wine
Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children's crusade
The children of England would never be slaves
They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation
Midnight in Soho nineteen eighty four
Fixing in doorways, opium slaves
Poppies for young men, such bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children's crusade
Children's CrusadeLRC歌词
[00:04.67](The Dream of the Blue Turtles)
[00:09.48]
[00:18.67]Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen
[00:24.92]Marching through countries they'd never seen
[00:30.98]Virgins with rifles, a game of charades
[00:37.23]All for a children's crusade
[00:46.42]Pawns in the game are not victims of chance
[00:52.68]Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France
[00:59.05]Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
[01:05.11]All of those young lives betrayed
[01:11.29]
[01:14.36]The children of England would never be slaves
[01:20.11]They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
[01:26.42]The flower of England face down in the mud
[01:32.42]And stained in the blood of a whole generation
[01:39.30]
[01:40.93]Corpulent generals safe behind lines
[01:47.11]History's lessons drowned in red wine
[01:53.11]Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
[01:59.49]All of those young lives betrayed
[02:05.67]All for a children's crusade
[02:11.74]
[03:46.57]The children of England would never be slaves
[03:52.71]They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
[03:58.96]The flower of England face down in the mud
[04:05.02]And stained in the blood of a whole generation
[04:12.63]
[04:13.16]Midnight in Soho nineteen eighty four
[04:19.50]Fixing in doorways, opium slaves
[04:25.65]Poppies for young men, such bitter trade
[04:32.02]All of those young lives betrayed
[04:41.15]All for a children's crusade
[04:49.98]
