«Por meio da morte ou da doença, da pobreza ou da voz do dever, cada um de nós é forçado a aprender que o mundo não foi feito para nós e que, não importa quão belas as coisas que almejamos, o destino pode, não obstante, proibi-las.» Bertrand Russell
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Gone to young girls, everyone.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing
.Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the young girls gone?
Gone to young men, everyone.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the young men gone?
Gone to soldiers, everyone.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards, everyone.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Gone to flowers, everyone.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Gone to young girls, everyone.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Pete Seeger
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