Cannon Lullaby [On the Record]

Cannons all night light up the city,

The watchman halts to stop and see.

Cannons pass by to wake mothers,

Cannons pass by to stir infants.

 

To illuminate the night,

Fiery rockets take flight.

 

Cannons all night light up the city,

The watchman halts to stop and see.

The cries are heard by the soaring planes,

Bunkers littered with bones, skins and pain.

 

Late day shines bright,

The homeland’s eyes.

 

Bombs lay waste to the village,

Bombs lay waste to the farmlands.

Housedoors burn.

A thousand trips, claymore missiles,

A thousand trips, into the towns.

Within the rubble, the mothers the sons.

 

Original song written by Trinh Cong Son, performed by Khanh Ly

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