Lyrics Pavan - William Byrd , Rose Consort of Viols

See they cannot even look at it
And proof that I'm wrong

But we need to have mercy
Show that we know
That they know
So we have mercy

They fly with the gods
Become kings and queens
And finaly sell the bones of their children

You proofed it today
And your children know

Cause these children are smart
They know all of you

They know all of you
All of you

You ayou cortou
And all the others friends
With pockets full of money
But asking me for free tickets

To show the world what they think about culture
Its free and nothing worse anymore

But have mercy
Have mercy
Cause they don't know what they
I talk to them since 50 years
They don't know
They never knew
And rather die then face their truth

Have mercy
Mercy
Mercy

You're the love generation
Responsible as I know
You're the once that support life
The... what are they?
How can I call them?

The unknown?
That brought war to love?
That celebrate the worst cultural figures
Like FAUST
Their hero

A killer like them

Have mercy
They never knew what they do