Lyrics and translation Christy Moore - Veronica - Live

Veronica - Live

In the broad daylight of a Summer's day,
On the Cork to Dublin motorway.
Suddenly the singing birds,
Were startled in their song.
In the quiet of that moment,
Our world went out of kilter.
In that split second,
Veronica was gone.

But you will never silence her,
Your story will be written,
Her spirit won't rest easy,
Until her job is done.
With fists and boots you broke her bones,
You gunned her down at home,
But as soon as she was able,
She faced you once again.

You who made the phone call,
And you who took the message down,
You who hired the hit men,
And you who hatched the plan,
You who drew the money down,
And you who paid it over,
You who remain silent,
You are guilty, every one.

Veronica, Veronica, Veronica, warrior woman,
Veronica, Veronica, Veronica, I offer you this song.

Veronica - Live

En plein jour d'été,
Sur l'autoroute de Cork à Dublin.
Soudain, les oiseaux chanteurs,
Ont été surpris dans leur chant.
Dans le calme de ce moment,
Notre monde s'est détraqué.
En cette fraction de seconde,
Veronica est partie.

Mais tu ne la fermeras jamais,
Ton histoire sera écrite,
Son esprit ne se reposera pas,
Jusqu'à ce que sa tâche soit accomplie.
Avec des poings et des bottes, tu as brisé ses os,
Tu l'as abattue à la maison,
Mais dès qu'elle a pu,
Elle t'a affronté à nouveau.

Toi qui as passé l'appel,
Et toi qui as pris le message,
Toi qui as embauché les tueurs à gages,
Et toi qui as conçu le plan,
Toi qui as retiré l'argent,
Et toi qui l'as payé,
Toi qui restes silencieux,
Vous êtes coupables, tous.

Veronica, Veronica, Veronica, femme guerrière,
Veronica, Veronica, Veronica, je t'offre cette chanson.