The following are songs, suggested by ETNI teachers, for using in class.
Bring Him Home, from Les Miserable (preferable to bring with music)
Valjean:
God on high, hear my prayer.
In my need you have always been there.
He is young, he's afraid.
Let him rest, Heaven blessed.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
He's like the son I might have known
if God had granted me a son.
The summers die, one by one.
How soon they fly on and on.
And I am old and will be gone...
Bring him peace, bring him joy.
He is young. He is only a boy.
You can take. You can give.
Let him be. Let him live.
If I die, let me die.
Let him live.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
Eve of Destruction (Barry McGuire 1965)
The eastern world is explodin’
violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
you’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
you don’t believe in war, what’s that gun you’re totin’*
and even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend
ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction
Don’t you understand, what I’m trying to say?
Can’t you see the fear that I’m feeling”
If the button is pushed, there’s no running away.
There’ll be none to save the world in a grave,
take a look around you, boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy,
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend
ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
Yeah, my blood’s so mad, feels like coagulatin’
I’m just sitting here, just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
handful of senators don’t pass legislation,
and marches alone cannot bring integration
when human respect is disintegratin’
this whole world is just too frustratin’
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend
ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
Think of all the hate there is in Red China!
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama!
Ah you may leave here for four days in space,
But when you return it’s the same old place.
The pounding of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury dead, but don’t leave a trace,
Hate your next door neighbour, but don’t forget to say grace.**
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend
ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
*voting age in the USA used be 21 years old
*grace – Birkat hamazon
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