Thanks for sharing! The vocalist is wearing a t-shirt with the emblemat of 'Solidarność' [eng. Solidarity] trade union founded at the beginning of 1980's in Gdańsk, Poland. Since I'm Polish I know how important this union was in braking communist rules in Poland, and beyond..... Also nice to see first heavy metal band wiht Nicko McBrain on drums :-)
Thank you for the comment. Yes you are right this t-shirt is quite a symbol but today it is another people who are victims of a communist dictator. We will be making other videos so subscribe to the channel so you don't miss anything and we will be happy that you are the first. Take care Szymon...
Au loin je vois des drapeaux en pagaille Autour de moi les gosses tombent sous la mitraille Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui vacillent J'aperçois les marteaux, pas les faucilles Brutes assoiffées dessus me sont tombées Sur le revers de l'uniforme un signe difforme Vagues souvenirs De gens fiers, poings levés, courant dans les rues Tchécoslovaques perdus, Tournés vers l'ouest rien de nouveau A la porte de chez toi réouvre le tombeau La vue de leurs chars te laissera hagard hagard Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui flottent Le long des avenues ces gens chaussés de bottes Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui vacillent J'aperçois les marteaux, pas les faucilles Brutes bien entraînées, propagande guérilla, Qui d'un geste, d'un seul te mettent au pas Idéologie construite sur vos cadavres Écoutez-les chanter le fusil pointé Écoutez-les vanter leur système politique Où tu marches dans le rang par la trique et les flics Devinez-les courtois si tu bouges je t'abats Devinez-les féroces quand au napalm ils brûleront vos gosses Au loin je vois des drapeaux en pagaille Autour de moi les gosses et leurs entrailles Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui s'enflamment En hurlant dans la ville courent vos femmes vos femmes vos femmes Vos âmes, vos âmes, vos âmes Restez donc insouciants, restez donc perplexes? Invitez-les à boire, à manger, à se distraire Assis à table ils parleront des cris qu'on fait taire Ils parleront de la mort et de son pouvoir Ils viennent chez vous pour se satisfaire De vous voir à genoux de tendre la joue Crachez-leur au visage dans l'ultime dans le sauvage Prenez-les dans vos mires visez la tête sans fléchir Au loin faites que je voie jamais de drapeaux Que les gosses continuent à rire à être beaux Autour faites que s'épanouissent les familles Sans le poids d'un marteau ni l'ombre d'une faucille.
Hi TV Rock. Thanks so much for sharing that video. Some immense TRUST ! Voici ma transcription personnelle avec une légère modification vers la fin que je vous laisse apprécier et qui montre ô combien (et malheureusement) le morceau n'a pas pris une ride et demeure d'une terrible actualité ! ~~~~~~~ The Mindless ~~~~~~~ Far In the distance I see a fleet of flags While around me kids are being gunned down Far away I see the flags that wobble I spot the hammers, and not the sickles Bloodsucking bastards on me have fallen out On lapel of the uniform, a sign...deformed Vague memories of proud people, raised fists Lost Czechoslovaks, running in the streets Turned toward the West, nothing new at all At your door these have re-opened the burial East, the sight of their tanks, will let you haggard They'll just leave you...Haggard Far In the distance flags fly from the roof Along the avenues, men in the Jackboots Far away I see the flags that wobble I spot the hammers in step with the sickles Mindless beasts, well-trained, propaganda wheel Who from a gesture, just one, bring you to heel Ideology founded on your corpse Hear them sing their guns pointed on your head Hear them boast about their politic system Where you toe the line with the whip and the cops Guess them courteous, if you move, I shoot you down Guess them ferocious, when your kids they'll napalm Far away I see some masses of flags And around me kids spilling out their guts Far away the flags are going up in flames Screaming in cities run your wives, in pain Your souls,...in pain So just stay carefree, so remain bemused Invite them to drink, to eat, to be amused Sat at the table, they'll speak of stifled cries Of dominion of death and their other lies Poo Tin came to you for his satisfecit To see you kneeling and stretching your cheek Spit in his face in ultimate in the wild Take him in your cross, aim the head with no sag Afar make it I never see flags again And the families can prosper without pain So children can run, play, have a laughter With no hammer blow, nor sweep of the reaper ... Kids go on laughing and being beautiful With no hammer weight, nor shade of a sickle TRUST + Fabrice D. 8 of March, 2022.
In the distance I see flags in shambles Around me the kids are falling under grapeshot In the distance I see flags waving I see the hammers, not the sickles Thirsty brutes fell on me On the lapel of the uniform a misshapen sign Vague memories Of proud people, fists raised, running through the streets Lost Czechoslovaks, Facing west nothing new At the door of your house reopens the tomb The sight of their tanks will leave you haggard haggard In the distance I see flags flying Along the avenues these people wearing boots In the distance I see flags waving I see the hammers, not the sickles Well-trained brutes, guerrilla propaganda, Who with a gesture, with a single one, bring you to heel Ideology built on your corpses Hear them sing with guns pointed Hear them brag about their political system Where you walk in line by the cudgel and the cops Guess 'em courteous if you move I'll shoot you down Guess them fierce when in napalm they'll burn your kids In the distance I see flags in shambles Around me the kids and their entrails In the distance I see flags burning Screaming in the city run your women your women your women Your souls, your souls, your souls Remain therefore careless, therefore remain perplexed? Invite them to drink, eat, have fun Sitting at the table they will talk about the cries that we silence They'll talk about death and its power They come to you to satisfy themselves To see you on your knees to tender your cheek Spit in their face in the ultimate in the wild Take them in your sights, aim for the head without flinching In the distance let me never see flags May the kids continue to laugh at being beautiful Around make families flourish Without the weight of a hammer or the shadow of a sickle.
@@tvrock3985 la haine a changé de camp faut se ractualiser depuis y a eu la chute du mur de Berlin grâce au Russe . Les gilets jaunes,la pseudo pandémie, les labo p4 c'est pas les Russes !!!
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Thanks for sharing! The vocalist is wearing a t-shirt with the emblemat of 'Solidarność' [eng. Solidarity] trade union founded at the beginning of 1980's in Gdańsk, Poland. Since I'm Polish I know how important this union was in braking communist rules in Poland, and beyond..... Also nice to see first heavy metal band wiht Nicko McBrain on drums :-)
Thank you for the comment. Yes you are right this t-shirt is quite a symbol but today it is another people who are victims of a communist dictator. We will be making other videos so subscribe to the channel so you don't miss anything and we will be happy that you are the first. Take care Szymon...
Et oui Bernie nous voilà revenu en arrière ...... Ah très bientôt a Lille....
Hélas oui ...
Au loin je vois des drapeaux en pagaille
Autour de moi les gosses tombent sous la mitraille
Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui vacillent
J'aperçois les marteaux, pas les faucilles
Brutes assoiffées dessus me sont tombées
Sur le revers de l'uniforme un signe difforme
Vagues souvenirs
De gens fiers, poings levés, courant dans les rues
Tchécoslovaques perdus,
Tournés vers l'ouest rien de nouveau
A la porte de chez toi réouvre le tombeau
La vue de leurs chars te laissera hagard hagard
Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui flottent
Le long des avenues ces gens chaussés de bottes
Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui vacillent
J'aperçois les marteaux, pas les faucilles
Brutes bien entraînées, propagande guérilla,
Qui d'un geste, d'un seul te mettent au pas
Idéologie construite sur vos cadavres
Écoutez-les chanter le fusil pointé
Écoutez-les vanter leur système politique
Où tu marches dans le rang par la trique et les flics
Devinez-les courtois si tu bouges je t'abats
Devinez-les féroces quand au napalm ils brûleront vos gosses
Au loin je vois des drapeaux en pagaille
Autour de moi les gosses et leurs entrailles
Au loin je vois des drapeaux qui s'enflamment
En hurlant dans la ville courent vos femmes vos femmes vos femmes
Vos âmes, vos âmes, vos âmes
Restez donc insouciants, restez donc perplexes?
Invitez-les à boire, à manger, à se distraire
Assis à table ils parleront des cris qu'on fait taire
Ils parleront de la mort et de son pouvoir
Ils viennent chez vous pour se satisfaire
De vous voir à genoux de tendre la joue
Crachez-leur au visage dans l'ultime dans le sauvage
Prenez-les dans vos mires visez la tête sans fléchir
Au loin faites que je voie jamais de drapeaux
Que les gosses continuent à rire à être beaux
Autour faites que s'épanouissent les familles
Sans le poids d'un marteau ni l'ombre d'une faucille.
Hi TV Rock. Thanks so much for sharing that video. Some immense TRUST !
Voici ma transcription personnelle avec une légère modification vers la fin que je vous laisse apprécier et qui montre ô combien (et malheureusement) le morceau n'a pas pris une ride et demeure d'une terrible actualité !
~~~~~~~ The Mindless ~~~~~~~
Far In the distance I see a fleet of flags
While around me kids are being gunned down
Far away I see the flags that wobble
I spot the hammers, and not the sickles
Bloodsucking bastards on me have fallen out
On lapel of the uniform, a sign...deformed
Vague memories of proud people, raised fists
Lost Czechoslovaks, running in the streets
Turned toward the West, nothing new at all
At your door these have re-opened the burial
East, the sight of their tanks, will let you haggard
They'll just leave you...Haggard
Far In the distance flags fly from the roof
Along the avenues, men in the Jackboots
Far away I see the flags that wobble
I spot the hammers in step with the sickles
Mindless beasts, well-trained, propaganda wheel
Who from a gesture, just one, bring you to heel
Ideology founded on your corpse
Hear them sing their guns pointed on your head
Hear them boast about their politic system
Where you toe the line with the whip and the cops
Guess them courteous, if you move, I shoot you down
Guess them ferocious, when your kids they'll napalm
Far away I see some masses of flags
And around me kids spilling out their guts
Far away the flags are going up in flames
Screaming in cities run your wives, in pain
Your souls,...in pain
So just stay carefree, so remain bemused
Invite them to drink, to eat, to be amused
Sat at the table, they'll speak of stifled cries
Of dominion of death and their other lies
Poo Tin came to you for his satisfecit
To see you kneeling and stretching your cheek
Spit in his face in ultimate in the wild
Take him in your cross, aim the head with no sag
Afar make it I never see flags again
And the families can prosper without pain
So children can run, play, have a laughter
With no hammer blow, nor sweep of the reaper
...
Kids go on laughing and being beautiful
With no hammer weight, nor shade of a sickle
TRUST + Fabrice D. 8 of March, 2022.
Merci pour ton commentaire Fabrice, nous somme tout à fait d'accord ...
@@tvrock3985 You are most welcome. 🤘🎸☮🕊🕊🕊
In the distance I see flags in shambles
Around me the kids are falling under grapeshot
In the distance I see flags waving
I see the hammers, not the sickles
Thirsty brutes fell on me
On the lapel of the uniform a misshapen sign
Vague memories
Of proud people, fists raised, running through the streets
Lost Czechoslovaks,
Facing west nothing new
At the door of your house reopens the tomb
The sight of their tanks will leave you haggard haggard
In the distance I see flags flying
Along the avenues these people wearing boots
In the distance I see flags waving
I see the hammers, not the sickles
Well-trained brutes, guerrilla propaganda,
Who with a gesture, with a single one, bring you to heel
Ideology built on your corpses
Hear them sing with guns pointed
Hear them brag about their political system
Where you walk in line by the cudgel and the cops
Guess 'em courteous if you move I'll shoot you down
Guess them fierce when in napalm they'll burn your kids
In the distance I see flags in shambles
Around me the kids and their entrails
In the distance I see flags burning
Screaming in the city run your women your women your women
Your souls, your souls, your souls
Remain therefore careless, therefore remain perplexed?
Invite them to drink, eat, have fun
Sitting at the table they will talk about the cries that we silence
They'll talk about death and its power
They come to you to satisfy themselves
To see you on your knees to tender your cheek
Spit in their face in the ultimate in the wild
Take them in your sights, aim for the head without flinching
In the distance let me never see flags
May the kids continue to laugh at being beautiful
Around make families flourish
Without the weight of a hammer or the shadow of a sickle.
Yes, even in English the reality is terrible, bloody and sad for our Ukrainian friends.
Let's pray for peace, it's the only thing we can do.
SOLIDARNOSC TRUST 1981 >>>>> 2022.
Seule réponse à cette insulte au monde libre !
Très bien dit l'ami ...
A l époque ç était déjà les russes.
Et oui comme quoi l'histoire se répète souvent.
@@tvrock3985 la haine a changé de camp faut se ractualiser depuis y a eu la chute du mur de Berlin grâce au Russe . Les gilets jaunes,la pseudo pandémie, les labo p4 c'est pas les Russes !!!