<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=54225" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Longest Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? <br>- only the monstrous anger of the guns.<br>Only the stuttering rifles rapid rattle<br>Can patter out their hasty orisons.<br>No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells;<br>Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, -<br>The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;<br>And bugles calling for them from sad shires.<br>(wilfred owen, 1918)<br>Now the day has run<br>When the cover comes<br>But any fool can see<br>Ahead<br>Silence is my friend<br>But it has to end<br>Any fool can see<br>Ahead<br>Its the longest night<br>Its the longest night<br>Cold winds may blow<br>On the longest night<br>So we write our letters<br>To those far away<br>Any fool can see<br>Ahead<br>The distant sound of thunder<br>A choir of wailing shells<br>Any fool can see<br>Ahead<br>Its the longest night<br>Its the longest night<br>Cold winds may blow<br>On the longest night<br>I dont want to fight<br>I dont know whos right<br>Cold winds they blow<br>On this longest night<br>Its the longest night<br>Its the longest night<br>Cold winds may blow<br>On this longest night<br>Music & lyrics by: geoff downes, john payne & ben woolfenden</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Asia - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=54225" data-title="The Longest Night" data-description="What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? - only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles rapid rattle Can patter out their hasty orisons. No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; Nor any voice of mourning save th..."></div> </div> </div>

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