I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes And make it go away How long How long must we sing this song How long, how long 'cause tonight... we can be as one Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet Bodies strewn across the dead end street But I won't heed the battle call It puts my back up Puts my back up against the wall
And the battle's just begun There's many lost, but tell me who has won The trench is dug within our hearts And mothers, children, brothers, sisters Torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday Sunday, Bloody Sunday
How long How long must we sing this song How long, how long 'cause tonight... we can be as one Tonight... tonight
Sunday, Bloody Sunday Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Wipe the tears from your eyes Wipe your tears away Oh, wipe your tears away Oh, wipe your tears away (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
And it's true we are immune When fact is fiction and Tv reality And today the millions cry We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
The real battle just begun To claim the victory Jesus won On
Sunday Bloody Sunday Sunday Bloody Sunday
Compositores: Paul David Hewson (Bono), David Evans (The Edge), Laurence Mullen (Larry Mullen), Adam Clayton (U2) ECAD: Obra #41528 Fonograma #11776038