[ti:Empty chairs and empty tables]
[ar:小雀斑]
[al:L M]
[00:00.00]There's a grief that can't be spoken,
[00:07.88]There's a pain goes on and on.
[00:13.92]Empty chairs at empty tables,
[00:18.76]now my friends are dead and gone.
[00:27.70]Here they talked of revolution,
[00:33.73]here it was they lit the flame,
[00:39.73]here they sang about tomorrow
[00:44.38]and tomorrow never came.
[00:53.86]From the table in the corner,
[00:59.16]They could see a world reborn,
[01:04.65]And they rose with voices ringing,
[01:09.39]And I can hear them now;
[01:14.77]The very words that they had sung
[01:20.52]Became their last communion
[01:29.21]On the lonely barricade, at dawn.
[01:39.29]Oh my friends, my friends forgive me
[01:44.78]That I live and you are gone
[01:49.69]There's a grief that can't be spoken,
[01:53.90]There's a pain goes on and on...
[02:00.09]Phantom faces at the window,
[02:04.64]Phantom shadows on the floor,
[02:09.38]Empty chairs at empty tables
[02:13.12]where my friends will meet no more.
[02:19.11]Oh my friends, my friends don't ask me
[02:27.56]what your sacrifice was for
[02:33.09]Empty chairs at empty tables
[02:39.89]Where my friend will sing no more.