Et voi unohtaa - Hollola Singers

It's all about identity Construction of a family Of difference and simile What I give you and you give me It's all about identity This tribal sense of dignity Of tolerance and unity Of prejudice and bigotry It's all about identity A web of who we'd like to be Let's cut and paste our memory A dark and timeless industry It's all about identity A strength and solidarity A dazed, confused desire to find A place and time in history It's all about identity Or how the sheer majority Impose a predetermined badge And wait to judge you silently It's all about identity A retrospective odyssey But where I live and who I meet Are stronger in defining me

Riempite il mio bicchiere Mi sento giù di corda L'avete già capito Lei mi ha lasciato E voi ballate, ballate ancora. Vi odio tutti quanti Non era come noi L'abbiamo spaventata E se n'è andata E voi ballate E voi ballate Ballate ancora. Lo so, per voi nessuno ha un cuore Lo so, per voi nemmeno lei Sembrava un po' diversa Da voi che non siete innamorati mai. Riempite il mio bicchiere Mi sento giù di corda Piangendo sola sola Lei se n'è andata E voi ballate E voi ballate Ballate ancora. Lo so, per voi nessuno ha un cuore Lo so, per voi nemmeno lei Sembrava un po' diversa Da voi che non siete innamorati mai. Riempitemi il bicchiere Mi sento giù di corda Piangendo sola sola Lei se n'è andata E voi ballate E voi ballate Ballate ancora.

Won't you smile, you look so shocked Put the name tag on your smock We've come to see you, Eddie Walker We may pack a little tight, the girl up front says, it's alright And look there's more of us still getting off the bus We wish you'd come back home with us Eddie Walker, this is your life This ones you when you were small And you're learnin' how to walk They'd pick you up and you keep falling down There you are with Aunt Louise, you're bouncing on her knees Remember all those trees behind the garden They're gone, oh, they all got cut down when she died Eddie Walker, this is your life, you never had a son or a wife You sure had a hell of a time, oh, Eddie Walker, this is your life This one's you and Mary Jo Well, she couldn't come, she says, hello No, Eddie Walker and she doesn't hate your guts It's just the whole thing's shook her up How they picked you up and you kept falling down Eddie Walker, this is your life, no, Eddie Walker, this is your life You never had a coat or a tie, you never had a reason to cry An' this whole stack and all of these Are just a mist or overseas We're gonna leave you, Eddie Walker