Текст песни Achilles - The Divine Comedy
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                this 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                foreign 
                                                shore
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                his 
                                                eyes, 
                                                tears 
                                                were 
                                                falling
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                he 
                                                made 
                                                ready 
                                                for 
                                                war
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                shouted 
                                                out 
                                                    a 
                                                warning
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                slew 
                                                my 
                                                sweetest 
                                                friend
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                as 
                                                sure 
                                                as 
                                                day 
                                                is 
                                                dawning
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                death 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                avenged
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                it 
                                                so 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                die, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                very 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                die?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                not, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                much 
                                                the 
                                                happier 
                                                I
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                breached 
                                                the 
                                                walls 
                                                of 
                                                Troy, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slaughtered 
                                                    a 
                                                thousand 
                                                men
 
                                    
                                
                                                Patroclus 
                                                is 
                                                destroyed, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                can't 
                                                come 
                                                back 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                this 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trudging 
                                                through 
                                                    a 
                                                muddy 
                                                field
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                sky, 
                                                    a 
                                                shell 
                                                was 
                                                falling
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                his 
                                                name 
                                                scratched 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                steel
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lend 
                                                him 
                                                your 
                                                shield, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ask 
                                                the 
                                                gods 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                his 
                                                guide
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                he 
                                                has 
                                                is 
                                                'A 
                                                Shropshire 
                                                Lad'
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                this 
                                                poem 
                                                scrawled 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                it 
                                                so 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                die, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                very 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                die?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                not, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                much 
                                                the 
                                                happier 
                                                I
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                starry 
                                                skies, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                silver 
                                                seas
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                do 
                                                not 
                                                live 
                                                or 
                                                die, 
                                                Achilles
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                neither 
                                                do 
                                                we
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                this 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                was 
                                                turning 
                                                53
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                his 
                                                pampered 
                                                mind 
                                                was 
                                                turning
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                thoughts 
                                                of 
                                                mortality
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                day 
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                nothing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Think 
                                                how 
                                                funny 
                                                that 
                                                will 
                                                feel
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                we, 
                                                the 
                                                living
 
                                    
                                
                                                Death 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                Achilles 
                                                heel
 
                                    
                                
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