Текст песни This Is the Hour - Jonathan Pryce , Lea Salonga , Keith Burns

No one must ever see
This thing you're showing me
Your bastard fouls our name

My baby's not to blame
For what I've done

You must decide upon
Which side you're really on
You whored to make this kid

That isn't what I did
Don't touch my son

You must see how it is
When you're my wife
Having that child of his
Brands us for life
No alternative!
The child cannot live

No
You will not touch him
Don't touch my boy
He's what I live for
He's my only joy

You will not touch
Him

He is my enemy
It's he turns you from me

Don't touch my boy

Erase him from your life
Even your memory

He's what I live for

He's one drop in a flood
Left here to taint our blood

He's my only joy

Our marriage bond was sworn
Forget that he was born

Of course you have a gun
And now you'll shoot your cousin'
And it's a U.S. gun

Don't touch my
Little boy

And do not test

A gun that lost the war
My will

You're the corrupted one Go on and shoot - don't wait
To save your bastard son You must not hesitate

Im warning you,
For him
I'll kill

The earth moves where I stand
I feel the turning of a wheel
I feel nothing in my hand
Not even the feel of steel
You will not take my child...

You don't know how to kill

I have no other choice
What I must do I will

This is the hour
This is our land
We found the power
In our brother's hand
And from a storm
Pierced with light
Fierce and white
The lightning came
A bright'ning flame
To end the night

One man to heed us -
Each girl, each boy
One voice to lead us
In a song of joy

This is the hour
This is our land