Children Of Lugoj
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Version 1 is a studio recording. It is a preview of The Belfast Bootlegs and edited down to less than two minutes
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Version 2 is the same recording as version 1, but unedited
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Version 3 is the same recording as versions 1 and 2, but edited
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Rough Diamonds, Precious Jewels Sampler Disc [All three versions] [See the CD tab on the singles page]
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Version 4 is the same recording as version 2, but with the initial guitar strums removed and the fade out shortened
Note that on Liberator the fade out is fractionally shorter |
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Version 5 is a live recording, performed solo with acoustic guitar during the UK Tourniquet tour in 2001 - in Belfast
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lyrics version 1
Down through the fields
Across the river
Up to the door of the house
Where the children live
The light reveals
The lamp light shivers
That stand before
As you reach out your hand to give
The empty faces full of questioning
Your workless fingers full of gesturing
What language can you share
The one of love and care
That's all that's needed there
You smile dismayed
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
Across the river
Up to the door of the house
Where the children live
The light reveals
The lamp light shivers
That stand before
As you reach out your hand to give
The empty faces full of questioning
Your workless fingers full of gesturing
What language can you share
The one of love and care
That's all that's needed there
You smile dismayed
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
lyrics versions 2 and 4
Down through the fields
Across the river
Up to the door of the house
Where the children live
The light reveals
The lamp light shivers
That stand before
As you reach out your hand to give
The empty faces full of questioning
Your workless fingers full of gesturing
What language can you share
The one of love and care
That's all that's needed there
You smile dismayed
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
With no disguise
Betrayal shook each child so violently
You move your fingers slowly at your side
You tell yourself you got no guilt to hide
You look down at the floor
Your back against the door
Then look at them once more
The cold night air
Starts creeping in
You start to speak
Your coat feels warm, with your pockets full
Their legs are bare
Their arms are thin
Their hands are weak
So close to harm that your senses crawl
You hold your breath then you let it out
You've got so much you can live without
They stand here watching you
The time for words is through
'Cause you know what to do
Across the river
Up to the door of the house
Where the children live
The light reveals
The lamp light shivers
That stand before
As you reach out your hand to give
The empty faces full of questioning
Your workless fingers full of gesturing
What language can you share
The one of love and care
That's all that's needed there
You smile dismayed
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
With no disguise
Betrayal shook each child so violently
You move your fingers slowly at your side
You tell yourself you got no guilt to hide
You look down at the floor
Your back against the door
Then look at them once more
The cold night air
Starts creeping in
You start to speak
Your coat feels warm, with your pockets full
Their legs are bare
Their arms are thin
Their hands are weak
So close to harm that your senses crawl
You hold your breath then you let it out
You've got so much you can live without
They stand here watching you
The time for words is through
'Cause you know what to do
lyrics version 3
You smile dismayed
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
With no disguise
Betrayal shook each child so violently
You move your fingers slowly at your side
You tell yourself you got no guilt to hide
You look down at the floor
Your back against the door
Then look at them once more
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
With no disguise
Betrayal shook each child so violently
You move your fingers slowly at your side
You tell yourself you got no guilt to hide
You look down at the floor
Your back against the door
Then look at them once more
lyrics version 5
But if you care about the Romanian situation and you can spare a few bob or queens, whatever you call your money nowadays. You do still have the queen on it right? Aw-right. I'm sure that pleases her very much. This is what I imagine you would experience if you went over to see the orphans at this orphanage in the city of Lugoj [Spoken]
Down through the fields
Across the river
Up to the door of the house
Where the children live
The light reveals
The lamp light shivers
There stand before
As you reach out your hand to give
The empty faces full of questioning
Your workless fingers full of gesturing
What language can you share
The one of love and care
That's all that's needed there
Your smile dismayed
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
With no disguise
Betrayal shook each child so violently
You move your fingers slowly at your side
You tell yourself you've got no guilt to hide
You look down at the floor
Your back against the door
Then look at them once more
I don't know if you can remember now we have some of these things on the news all the time, but Ceaucescu who ran this country refused even to supply the money to the hospitals for clean needles. And perhaps that was the least of his visible atrocities. So many children received diseases, many adults did. People died, which was not uncommon in his regime. Children got AIDS. Many parents died, children were not attended, they were left to struggle in the streets and finally when they were taken in it was found that many of them could not even talk, they were so disturbed by all the death they'd seen, lack of food, you know nutrition, lack of sleep, dirty water. Some of them still in the orphanages today struggle learning how to read now even though they're eleven or twelve, thirteen. But they respond to the love that, that's been shown to them by people donating money and the, the love and care they've received from the people that help them do these simple things that other children have mastered in for instance this country [Spoken]
The cold night air
Starts creeping in
You start to speak
Your coat feels warm, with your pockets full
Their legs are bare
Their arms are thin
Their hands are weak
So close to harm that your senses ????
You hold your breath then you let it out
You've got so much that you can live without
They stand there watching you
The time for words is through
'Cause you know what to do
Down through the fields
Across the river
Up to the door of the house
Where the children live
The light reveals
The lamp light shivers
There stand before
As you reach out your hand to give
The empty faces full of questioning
Your workless fingers full of gesturing
What language can you share
The one of love and care
That's all that's needed there
Your smile dismayed
Your gaze returned
By hopeful eyes
And timid looks, lips moving silently
The past replayed
The houses burned
With no disguise
Betrayal shook each child so violently
You move your fingers slowly at your side
You tell yourself you've got no guilt to hide
You look down at the floor
Your back against the door
Then look at them once more
I don't know if you can remember now we have some of these things on the news all the time, but Ceaucescu who ran this country refused even to supply the money to the hospitals for clean needles. And perhaps that was the least of his visible atrocities. So many children received diseases, many adults did. People died, which was not uncommon in his regime. Children got AIDS. Many parents died, children were not attended, they were left to struggle in the streets and finally when they were taken in it was found that many of them could not even talk, they were so disturbed by all the death they'd seen, lack of food, you know nutrition, lack of sleep, dirty water. Some of them still in the orphanages today struggle learning how to read now even though they're eleven or twelve, thirteen. But they respond to the love that, that's been shown to them by people donating money and the, the love and care they've received from the people that help them do these simple things that other children have mastered in for instance this country [Spoken]
The cold night air
Starts creeping in
You start to speak
Your coat feels warm, with your pockets full
Their legs are bare
Their arms are thin
Their hands are weak
So close to harm that your senses ????
You hold your breath then you let it out
You've got so much that you can live without
They stand there watching you
The time for words is through
'Cause you know what to do