Charles Aznavour - They Fell lyrics
[Charles Aznavour - They Fell lyrics]
They fell that year they vanished
From the earth never knowing the cause
Or what laws the offended
The women few as well
And the babies they tendered
Left to die left to cry
All condemned by their birth
They fell like rain across the thirsty land
In their heart they were slain
In their God still believing
All their pity and pain
In that season of grieving
All in vain, all in vain
Just for one helping hand
For no one heard their prayers
In a world bent on pleasure
Form others people care
They simply closed their eyes
They create a-lot of sound
In jazz and right time measure
The trumpets screamed till dawn
To drown the children's cries
They fell like leaves its people it's prime
Simple man, kindly man
And no one new his crime
The became in that hour
Like the small desert flower
Simply covered by the silent wind
In sands of time
They fell that year before a cruel foe
They had little to give
But their lives and their passion
And their longing to live
In their way, in their fashion
So their harvest can
Thrive their children can grow
They fell like flies
Their eyes still full of sound
Like a dove it's flight in the path of rifle
That fall down were it might
That holds on with it's might
As if death were a trifle
And to bring to an end
A life barely begun and I am of that race
Who die in unknown places
Who perished in their pride
Whose blood in rivers ran
In agony and fright
With courage on their faces
They went in to the night
That wait's for every man
They fell like tears and never new what for
In that summer of strife of massacre and war
Their only crime was life
There only guilt was fear
The children of Armenia
Nothing less nothing more
From the earth never knowing the cause
Or what laws the offended
The women few as well
And the babies they tendered
Left to die left to cry
All condemned by their birth
They fell like rain across the thirsty land
In their heart they were slain
In their God still believing
All their pity and pain
In that season of grieving
All in vain, all in vain
Just for one helping hand
For no one heard their prayers
In a world bent on pleasure
Form others people care
They simply closed their eyes
They create a-lot of sound
In jazz and right time measure
The trumpets screamed till dawn
To drown the children's cries
They fell like leaves its people it's prime
Simple man, kindly man
And no one new his crime
The became in that hour
Like the small desert flower
Simply covered by the silent wind
In sands of time
They fell that year before a cruel foe
They had little to give
But their lives and their passion
And their longing to live
In their way, in their fashion
So their harvest can
Thrive their children can grow
They fell like flies
Their eyes still full of sound
Like a dove it's flight in the path of rifle
That fall down were it might
That holds on with it's might
As if death were a trifle
And to bring to an end
A life barely begun and I am of that race
Who die in unknown places
Who perished in their pride
Whose blood in rivers ran
In agony and fright
With courage on their faces
They went in to the night
That wait's for every man
They fell like tears and never new what for
In that summer of strife of massacre and war
Their only crime was life
There only guilt was fear
The children of Armenia
Nothing less nothing more