Never Forget

Blood is on the Square
(words and music by Phillip Morgan)

A song was heard in China
in the city of Beijing.
In the spring of 1989
you could hear the people sing.
and it was the song of freedom
that was ringing in the square,
the world could feel the passion of the people gathered there.
Oh children, blood is on the square.
一只歌曾在中国
北京的上空回荡
在那一九八九年的春天
人们高声歌唱
歌唱自由
声音响彻了广场
全世界都感受到
他们热情激昂
可 孩子 鲜血染红了广场

For many nights and many days,
waiting in the square.
“To build a better nation”
was the song that echoed there.
“For we are China’s children,
we love our native land.
for brotherhood and freedom
we are joining hand in hand.”
Oh children, blood is on the square.
多少个日日夜夜
他们守候在广场
“为了更美好的中国”
这歌声在那里回响
“我们是华夏子孙
爱国之情燃烧在胸膛
让我们手挽着手
为了自由和共同的梦想”
可 孩子 鲜血染红了广场

The came the People’s army
with trucks and tanks and guns.
The government was frightened
of their daughters and their sons.
But in the square was courage and a vision true and fair,
the Army of the People would not harm
the young ones there.
Oh children, blood is on the square.
后来来了人民的军队
开着军车 坦克 全副武装
原来 人民的儿女
吓得政府如畏虎狼
广场上的人们
却充满了勇气和幻想
人民的子弟兵不会
伤害人民的儿女
可 孩子 鲜血染红了广场
　　　
On June the 3rd in China,
in the spring of ‘89,
and order came from high above
and passed on down the line.
The soldiers opened fire,
young people bled and died,
the blood of thousands on the square
that lies can never hide.
Oh children, blood is on the square.
八九年的六月三日
中国还在春天里守望
上头下了一条命令
一直传到了广场
于是军人们扣动扳机
热血迸流 死神逞狂
这千百人流出的鲜血
谎言永远也不能掩藏
啊 孩子 鲜血染红了广场

For four more days of fury
the people faced the guns.
How many thousands slaughtered
when their grisly work was done?
they quickly burned the bodies
the hide their coward’s shame,
but blood is thick upon their hands and darkness on their names.
Oh children, blood is on the square.
接下来的四天里
愤怒的人们直面钢枪
多少人又死去了
直到那恐怖的行动收场
刽子手们赶紧焚烧尸体
懦夫们要掩盖真相
但鲜血已沾满了他们的双手
耻辱将在他们名字上深镶
啊 孩子 鲜血染红了广场

There are tears that flow in China
for her children that are gone.
There is fear and there is hiding,
for the killing still goes on.
And the iron hand of terror can
buy silence for today,
but the blood that lies upon the square
cannot be washed away.
Oh children, blood is on the square
泪水在中国流淌
为她死去的儿女而悲怆
人们畏惧躲藏
因为屠夫们仍在滥杀善良
恐怖的铁腕
换来了如今的沉默观望
可洒在广场上的鲜血
将永远保存着真相
啊 孩子 鲜血染红了广场