Poème:Soldier Side
Le Poème
SOLDIER SIDE
Dead men lying on the bottom of the grave
Wondering when Savior comes
Is he gonna be saved
Maybe you’re a sinner into your alternate life
Maybe you’re a joker, maybe you deserve to die
They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He’s gone so far to find no hope
He’s never coming back
They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go
He’s come so far to find the truth
He’s never going home
Young men standing on the top of their own graves
Wondering when Jesus comes
Are they gonna be saved
Cruelty to the winner, Bishop tells the King his lies
Maybe you’re a mourner, maybe you deserve to die
They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He’s gone so far to find no hope
He’s never coming back
They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go
He’s come so far to find no truth
He’s never going home
Welcome to the Soldier Side
Where there’s no one here but me
People all grow up to die
There is no one here but me
Welcome to the Soldier Side
Where there’s no one here but me
People on the soldier’s side
There is no one here but me
Dead men lying on the bottom of the grave
Wondering when Savior comes
Is he gonna be saved
Maybe you’re a sinner into your alternate life
Maybe you’re a joker, maybe you deserve to die
They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He’s gone so far to find no hope
He’s never coming back
They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go
He’s come so far to find the truth
He’s never going home
Young men standing on the top of their own graves
Wondering when Jesus comes
Are they gonna be saved
Cruelty to the winner, Bishop tells the King his lies
Maybe you’re a mourner, maybe you deserve to die
They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He’s gone so far to find no hope
He’s never coming back
They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go
He’s come so far to find no truth
He’s never going home
Welcome to the Soldier Side
Where there’s no one here but me
People all grow up to die
There is no one here but me
Welcome to the Soldier Side
Where there’s no one here but me
People on the soldier’s side
There is no one here but me
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Syllabes Hyphénique: Soldier Side
sol=di=er=si=de 5dead=men=lying=on=the=bot=tom=of=the=grave 10
won=de=ring=w=hen=sa=vior=comes 8
is=he=gon=na=be=sa=ved 7
may=be=yourea=sin=ner=in=to=your=al=ter=na=te=life 13
may=be=yourea=jo=ker=may=be=you=de=ser=ve=to=die 13
they=we=re=crying=w=hen=their=sons=left 9
god=is=wea=ring=black 5
hes=gone=so=far=to=find=no=hope 8
hes=ne=ver=co=ming=back 6
they=we=re=crying=w=hen=their=sons=left 9
all=young=men=must=go 5
hes=come=so=far=to=find=the=truth 8
hes=ne=ver=going=ho=me 6
young=men=stan=ding=on=the=top=of=their=own=graves 11
won=de=ring=w=hen=je=sus=comes 8
a=re=they=gon=na=be=sa=ved 8
cruel=ty=to=the=win=ner=bi=shop=tells=the=king=his=lies 13
may=be=yourea=mour=ner=may=be=you=de=ser=ve=to=die 13
they=we=re=crying=w=hen=their=sons=left 9
god=is=wea=ring=black 5
hes=gone=so=far=to=find=no=hope 8
hes=ne=ver=co=ming=back 6
they=we=re=crying=w=hen=their=sons=left 9
all=young=men=must=go 5
hes=come=so=far=to=find=no=truth 8
hes=ne=ver=going=ho=me 6
wel=co=me=to=the=sol=dier=side 8
whe=re=the=res=no=one=he=re=but=me 10
peo=ple=all=grow=up=to=die 7
the=re=is=no=one=he=re=but=me 9
wel=co=me=to=the=sol=dier=side 8
whe=re=the=res=no=one=he=re=but=me 10
peo=ple=on=the=sol=diers=si=de 8
the=re=is=no=one=he=re=but=me 9
Phonétique : Soldier Side
sɔldje sidədəad mεn liiŋ ɔ̃ tə bɔtɔm ɔf tə ɡʁavə
wɔ̃dəʁiŋ wɛ̃ savjɔʁ kɔmə
is ə ɡɔna bə savεd
mεbə iuʁə a sine ɛ̃to iuʁ altεʁnatə lifə
mεbə iuʁə a ʒɔke, mεbə iu dəzεʁvə to di
te wəʁə kʁiiŋ wɛ̃ tεʁ sɔ̃ lεft
ɡɔd is wəaʁiŋ blak
əεs ɡɔnə so faʁ to fɛ̃d no ɔpə
əεs nəve kɔmiŋ bak
te wəʁə kʁiiŋ wɛ̃ tεʁ sɔ̃ lεft
al iuŋ mεn myst ɡo
əεs kɔmə so faʁ to fɛ̃d tə tʁyt
əεs nəve ɡuiŋ ɔmə
iuŋ mεn stɑ̃diŋ ɔ̃ tə tɔp ɔf tεʁ ɔwn ɡʁavə
wɔ̃dəʁiŋ wɛ̃ ʒəzys kɔmə
aʁə te ɡɔna bə savεd
kʁyεlti to tə wine, biʃɔp tεll tə kiŋ is li
mεbə iuʁə a muʁne, mεbə iu dəzεʁvə to di
te wəʁə kʁiiŋ wɛ̃ tεʁ sɔ̃ lεft
ɡɔd is wəaʁiŋ blak
əεs ɡɔnə so faʁ to fɛ̃d no ɔpə
əεs nəve kɔmiŋ bak
te wəʁə kʁiiŋ wɛ̃ tεʁ sɔ̃ lεft
al iuŋ mεn myst ɡo
əεs kɔmə so faʁ to fɛ̃d no tʁyt
əεs nəve ɡuiŋ ɔmə
wεlkɔmə to tə sɔldje sidə
wəʁə təʁəεs no ɔnə əʁə byt mə
pəɔplə al ɡʁɔw yp to di
təʁə is no ɔnə əʁə byt mə
wεlkɔmə to tə sɔldje sidə
wəʁə təʁəεs no ɔnə əʁə byt mə
pəɔplə ɔ̃ tə sɔldjəʁεs sidə
təʁə is no ɔnə əʁə byt mə
Syllabes Phonétique : Soldier Side
sɔl=dj=e=si=də 5dəad=mεn=li=iŋ=ɔ̃tə=bɔ=tɔm=ɔf=tə=ɡʁavə 10
wɔ̃=də=ʁiŋ=wɛ̃=sa=vjɔʁ=kɔ=mə 8
is=ə=ɡɔ=na=bə=sa=vεd 7
mεbə=i=u=ʁəa=si=ne=ɛ̃=to=i=uʁ=al=tεʁ=na=tə=lifə 15
mεbə=i=u=ʁəa=ʒɔ=ke=mε=bə=i=u=də=zεʁ=və=to=di 15
te=wəʁə=kʁi=iŋ=wɛ̃=tεʁ=sɔ̃=lεft 8
ɡɔd=is=wə=a=ʁiŋ=blak 6
əεsə=ɡɔ=nə=so=faʁ=to=fɛ̃d=no=ɔpə 9
ə=ε=sə=nə=ve=kɔ=miŋ=bak 8
te=wəʁə=kʁi=iŋ=wɛ̃=tεʁ=sɔ̃=lεft 8
al=i=uŋ=mεn=myst=ɡo 6
əεsə=kɔmə=so=faʁ=to=fɛ̃d=tə=tʁyt 8
ə=ε=sə=nə=ve=ɡu=iŋ=ɔmə 8
i=uŋ=mεn=stɑ̃=diŋ=ɔ̃tə=tɔp=ɔf=tεʁ=ɔwn=ɡʁavə 11
wɔ̃=də=ʁiŋ=wɛ̃=ʒə=zys=kɔ=mə 8
a=ʁə=te=ɡɔ=na=bə=sa=vεd 8
kʁy=εl=ti=totə=wi=ne=bi=ʃɔp=tεll=tə=kiŋ=is=li 13
mεbə=i=u=ʁəa=muʁ=ne=mε=bə=i=u=də=zεʁ=və=to=di 15
te=wəʁə=kʁi=iŋ=wɛ̃=tεʁ=sɔ̃=lεft 8
ɡɔd=is=wə=a=ʁiŋ=blak 6
əεsə=ɡɔ=nə=so=faʁ=to=fɛ̃d=no=ɔpə 9
ə=ε=sə=nə=ve=kɔ=miŋ=bak 8
te=wəʁə=kʁi=iŋ=wɛ̃=tεʁ=sɔ̃=lεft 8
al=i=uŋ=mεn=myst=ɡo 6
əεsə=kɔmə=so=faʁ=to=fɛ̃d=no=tʁyt 8
ə=ε=sə=nə=ve=ɡu=iŋ=ɔmə 8
wεl=kɔ=mə=to=tə=sɔl=dje=sidə 8
wə=ʁə=tə=ʁəεsə=no=ɔ=nə=ə=ʁə=byt=mə 11
pə=ɔ=plə=al=ɡʁɔw=yp=to=di 8
təʁə=is=no=ɔnə=ə=ʁə=byt=mə 8
wεl=kɔ=mə=to=tə=sɔl=dje=sidə 8
wə=ʁə=tə=ʁəεsə=no=ɔ=nə=ə=ʁə=byt=mə 11
pəɔplə=ɔ̃=tə=sɔl=djə=ʁε=sə=sidə 8
təʁə=is=no=ɔnə=ə=ʁə=byt=mə 8
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