Текст песни Soldiers, ABBA


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Do I hear what I think I m hearing? Do I see the signs I think I see? Or is this just a fantasy? Is it true that the beast is waking Stirring in his restless sleep tonight In the pale moonlight In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don t sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You d think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won t sing Let s not look the other way Taking a chance Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance What s that sound, what s that dreadful rumble? Won t somebody tell me what I hear? In the distance but drawing near Is it only a storm approaching? All that thunder and the blinding light In the winter night In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don t sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You d think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won t sing Let s not look the other way Taking a chance Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won t sing Let s not look the other way Taking a chance Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance