paroles de chanson Don't Cry for your Daughters Eve - Lydia the Bard

A woman with a knowing smile caught my eye
She sat there with a drink alone
The Barkeep says they call her, "Original sin"
The very first scapegoat when the trouble set in

Mother to the millions, but queen to none
She sits and sips her drink unfazed
Barkeep says they'll take her away in a bit
She overstepped and now must pay for her sins

The court is gathered, judge sits low
But 'round the room, the jury know
But is not gonna help you now, my girl
So save your prayers

Legions of daughters, those that you fought for
Happily curse your name now
Drink from the cup, girl, and in another world
History sings the same vow
Ruled by religion, they speak but we listen
And offer a lamb to the slaughter
Easy to lay the blame onto her altar
As mother dies for daughter

Self-righteousness rooted inside your home, kid
Can't help but follow their lead
Mothers curse mothers, daughters curse daughters
And so the cycle repeats
Villainize victims, slave to a system
Collecting kindling for our kin
The fire we drop at your feet and we leave
Please don't cry for your daughters, Eve

Please don't cry for your daughters, Eve
Please don't cry for your daughters, Eve

Just as the Barkeep said, a mob came to call
And took her from her place of rest
She stood and walked herself right out of the door
A path she'd walked so many, many times before

I was frozen, couldn't move from my seat
You think you'd be a saviour, but can't do as you preach
Eve, I'm sorry you must take the fall for their shame
I'd help you, but I'd risk taking your place

The court is gathered, judge sits low
But 'round the room, the jury know
But is not gonna help you now, my girl
So save your prayers

Legions of daughters, those that you fought for
Happily curse your name now
Drink from the cup, girl, and in another world
History sings the same vow
Ruled by religion, they speak, but we listen (ooh)
And offer a lamb to the slaughter
Easy to lay the blame onto her altar
As mother dies for daughter

Self-righteousness rooted inside your home, kid
Can't help but follow their lead
Mothers curse mothers, daughters curse daughters
And so the cycle repeats
Villainize victims, slave to a system (ooh)
Collecting kindling for our kin
The fire we drop at your feet and we leave
Please don't cry for your daughters, Eve

Please don't cry for your daughters, Eve
Please don't cry for your daughters, Eve

Mother, maiden, crone
Goddess, God-less, all alone
Medusa and the flesh
Punished for another's mess
So you'll take the fall
For standing just an inch too tall
When the bell doth toll
The ringing calls out for us all

Temptress, siren, witch
Anne, she stands without a stitch
A lesson never learned
Speak too loud, we'll see you burn
And your reflection seems
To look a whole lot like that Eve
When the bell doth toll
The ringing calls out for us all
The ringing calls out for us all!

Legions of daughters, those that you fought for
Happily curse your name now
Drink from the cup, girl, and in another world
History sings the same vow
Ruled by religion, they speak, but we listen (ooh-ooh)
And offer a lamb to the slaughter
Easy to lay the blame onto her altar
As mother dies

And dies and dies (self-righteousness rooted inside your home, kid)
And dies and dies (can't help but follow their lead)
And dies and dies (mothers curse mothers, daughters curse daughters)
And dies and dies (and so the cycle repeats)
And dies and dies (villainize victims, slave to a system)
And dies and dies (collecting kindling for our kin)
And dies and dies and dies (the fire we drop at your feet and we leave)

Please don't cry for your daughters, Eve