Only Love Can Conquer hate

Rus­si­scher Sol­dat im Fin­nisch-Rus­si­schen Krieg, 1939–1950.

In mei­ner klei­nen Rei­he von Songs, die in der oder ande­ren Wei­se zu dem pas­sen, was wir gera­de an Krieg in Euro­pa (und anders­wo) erle­ben, geht es heu­te im zwei­ten Teil mit einer etwas eklek­ti­sche­ren Aus­wahl wei­ter. Der Sub­text ist immer: Mensch blei­ben. Give Peace A Chance!

Den Anfang machen die Scor­pi­ons, 1989 in Mos­kau, mit Wind Of Chan­ge.

Ja, manch­mal kann man es sich nicht schö­ner ausdenken. 😉

Die Qua­li­tät ist so lala, aber in die­sem Fall – Authen­ti­ci­ty counts!

Und wie immer, hier der Text:

Wind Of Change

I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change

The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers?
The future's in the air
Can feel it everywhere
I'm blowing with the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away)
In the wind of change

Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams)
With you and me (With you and me)

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (a glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away)
In the wind of change (the wind of change)

The wind of change blows straight
Into the face of time
Like a storm wind that will ring
The freedom bell for peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (a glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams)
With you and me (With you and me)

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night (a glory night)
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away)
In the wind of change (the wind of change)

Als zwei­tes habe ich mich für einen Song ent­schie­den, den viel­leicht nicht so vie­le auf dem Schirm haben: Peace­kee­per von Fleet­wood Mac (in ihrer zwei­ten Phase).

Ist ein biss­chen lei­se, dafür aber live.

Und hier der Text:

Peacekeeper

We make all of our suns the same
Every one will suffer the fire we've made
They all explode just the same
And there's no goin' back on the plans we've made

Peacekeeper, take your time
Wait for the dark of night
Soon all the suns will rise
Peacekeeper, don't tell why
Don't be afraid to fight
Love is the sweet surprise

Oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh...

Only creatures who are on their way
Ever poison their own, well
But we still have time to hate
And there's still somethin' we can sell

Peacekeeper, take your time
Wait for the dark of night
Soon all the suns will rise
Peacekeeper, don't tell why
Don't be afraid to fight
Love is the sweet surprise

When the night is cold and still
When you thought you've had your fill
Take all the time you will
This is not a test, it's not a drill
Take no prisoners, only kill

Oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh...
Oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh...

You know all of our friends are gods
And they all tell us how to paint our face
But there's only one brush we need
It's the one that never leaves a trace


Peacekeeper, take your time (Peacekeeper, take your time)
Wait for the dark of night (Wait for the dark of night)
Soon all the suns will rise (Soon all the suns will rise)
Peacekeeper, don't tell why (Peacekeeper, don't tell why)
Don't be afraid to fight (Don't be afraid to fight)
Love is the sweet surprise (Love is the sweet surprise)

Peacekeeper, take your time
Wait for the dark of night (Wait for the dark of night)
Soon all the suns will rise (Soon all the suns will rise)
Peacekeeper, don't tell why (Peacekeeper, don't tell why)
Don't be afraid to fight (Don't be afraid to fight)
Love is the sweet surprise (Love is the sweetsurprise)

When the night is cold and still
When you thought you've had your fill
This is not a test, it's not a drill
Take no prisoners, only kill

Und ja, man kann auch zap­peln zu dem The­ma, etwa wenn Mar­vin Gaye What’s Going On singt.

Und dies ist der gar nicht mal so belang­lo­se Text.

What's Going On

Mother, mother
There′s too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we′ve got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today, yeah

Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we′ve got to find a way
To bring some lovin′ here today, oh

Picket lines and picket signs (Sister)
Don't punish me with brutality (Sister)
Talk to me (Sister)
So you can see (Sister)
Oh, what′s going on (What's going on)
What′s going on (What's going on)
What′s going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What′s going on)

Right on, baby
Right on, baby (Right on)
Right on

Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we′re wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply 'cause our hair is long
Oh, you know we′ve got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today, oh

Picket lines and picket signs (Brother)
Don't punish me with brutality (Brother)
Come on talk to me (Brother)
So you can see (Brother)
What′s going on, yeah (What's going on)
What′s going on (What's going on)
Tell me what's going on (What′s going on)
I′ll tell you, what's going on (What′s going on)

Right on, baby, right on
Right on, baby
Right on, baby, come on, right on
Right on, listen

Und, hey, ich habe nicht unbe­dingt Lust, einen drit­ten Teil zu machen. Also, schickt die Sol­da­ten nach Hause!

Peace! Over and out.

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