SAINTE-MARIE, Buffy
    
      
    
      
    
      
  
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               He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of 31 and he's only 17 
            He's been a soldier for a thousand years
            
               a Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew and he knows he shouldn't kill and he knows he always will 
            kill you for me my friend and me for you
            
               he's fighting for France, he's fighting for the USA, and he's fighting for the Russians and he's fighting for Japan, 
            and he thinks we'll put an end to war this way
            
               and fighting for the Reds He says it's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide who's to live and who's to die 
            and he never sees the writing on the walls
            
               condemned him at Dachau Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body as a weapon to a war 
            and without him all this killing can't go on
            
               really is to blame His orders come from far away no more They come from him, and you, and me and brothers can't you see 
            this is not the way we put an end to war
            
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               zijn wapens zijn van staal en steen en hout. Hij is dertig jaar of meer, en hij is nog maar zeventien, 
            als soldaat is hij al eeuwen oud.
            
               katholiek en doopsgezind, gereformeerd, en al duizend jaar doodt hij mij voor jou voor mij, 
            en toch weet hij heel goed, doden is verkeerd.
            
               hij vecht voor Portugal en Pakistan, en hij vecht ook voor de Russen en hij denkt, terwijl hij werkt, 
            dat hij zo een eind aan oorlog maken kan.
            
               hij zegt, 't is voor de vrede van het land. Hij, die uit te maken heeft wie er sterft en verder leeft, 
            en toch ziet hij nooit het teken aan de wand. 
            
               zonder hem had Caesar slechts alleen gestaan, Hij maakt van zichzelf een wapen dat gebruikt kan worden in de strijd, 
            en door hem zal al dat moorden verder gaan.
            
               zijn orders komen heus niet van zo ver, hij krijgt ze hier vandaan, van jou en mij, z'n leiders dat zijn wij, 
            zo maken we geen eind aan 't oorlogsleed.
            
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    Up Where We Belong
  
    
      
    Who knows what tomorrow brings
  
In a world few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it's real, I keep it alive
    
      
    The road is long
  
There are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world below
Up where the clear winds blow
    
      
    Some hang on to used to be
  
Live their lives looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our lives, out there to find
    
      
    The road is long
  
    …..
    
      
    
      
    Time goes by
  
No time to cry
Life’s you and I
Alive today
    
      
    Love lift us up where we belong
  
    …..
    
      
    
      
    
      
    You Got To Run 
    (Spirit of the Wind)
  
    
      
    Whether you're woman or whether you're man
    
      
    Sometimes you got to take a stand
    
      
    Just because you think you can
    
      
    You got to run 
    
      
    You got to run
  
    
      
    Whether you're woman or whether you're man
    
      
    …..
    
      
    
      
    Trying against the odds you're in a trance
    
      
    Say who did you think you are to have a chance?
    
      
    You're a no one from a place 
    
      
    Where everyone knows your face
    
      
    The come and go way they know the sun
    
      
    So you better hang on and hey you better run
    
      
    'Cause here's your chance and your race has begun
  
    
      
    Down in a hole
    
      
    You feel like two different people in your soul
    
      
    Feel like a loser until you see that as you bend
    
      
    You learn to be your own best friend
    
      
    And you learn how and you learn when
    
      
    To take a chance on the spirit of the wind
  
    
      
    Whether you're woman or whether you're man
    
      
    …..
    
      
    
      
    Babe ain't we been down
    
      
    We've been so broke and been so low that I kissed the ground
    
      
    But you can see yourself a winner 
    
      
    Beyond the money and the greed
    
      
    Beyond the pride is a pure untested need
    
      
    And to be a champion is more than luck and speed
    
      
    It's power and freedom in the spirit of the wind
  
    
      
    Whether you're woman or whether you're man
    
      
    …..