| Song | The Day We Made God Cry |
| Artist | Florent Pagny |
| Album | L'Integrale Du Spectacle Baryton |
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| Tears falling from the sky! | |
| And how can we not know the reason why? | |
| It took us all two thousand years of work and strife | |
| Bringing the day we made God cry | |
| They taught us all from birth | |
| There's only one who rules upon this earth | |
| We know his name! we even claim we know his face | |
| Blue eyes or black | |
| His sorrow's our disgrace | |
| So we lay our roads and slay the trees | |
| To possess more than our enemies | |
| And our means can justify the end We'll | |
| Trample on a friend so disrespecfully | |
| And with all this anger in our hearts | |
| We rebel and swear God plays a part | |
| So we kill and pray to make amends | |
| The story never ends and flags will burn again | |
| Tears falling from the sky | |
| Under the dust the city ceased to shine | |
| And all the children search within their mother's eyes | |
| "How could it be that we have made God cry?" | |
| So we lay our roads and slay the trees | |
| To possess more than our enemies | |
| And our means can justify the end. We'll. Trample on a friend so direspectfully | |
| And we send our hatred from above | |
| In the name of one who taught to love | |
| We prochain we're worthly of this place. The. Chosen human race could | |
| Never justify the day we made God cry. |
| Tears falling from the sky! | |
| And how can we not know the reason why? | |
| It took us all two thousand years of work and strife | |
| Bringing the day we made God cry | |
| They taught us all from birth | |
| There' s only one who rules upon this earth | |
| We know his name! we even claim we know his face | |
| Blue eyes or black | |
| His sorrow' s our disgrace | |
| So we lay our roads and slay the trees | |
| To possess more than our enemies | |
| And our means can justify the end We' ll | |
| Trample on a friend so disrespecfully | |
| And with all this anger in our hearts | |
| We rebel and swear God plays a part | |
| So we kill and pray to make amends | |
| The story never ends and flags will burn again | |
| Tears falling from the sky | |
| Under the dust the city ceased to shine | |
| And all the children search within their mother' s eyes | |
| " How could it be that we have made God cry?" | |
| So we lay our roads and slay the trees | |
| To possess more than our enemies | |
| And our means can justify the end. We' ll. Trample on a friend so direspectfully | |
| And we send our hatred from above | |
| In the name of one who taught to love | |
| We prochain we' re worthly of this place. The. Chosen human race could | |
| Never justify the day we made God cry. |
| Tears falling from the sky! | |
| And how can we not know the reason why? | |
| It took us all two thousand years of work and strife | |
| Bringing the day we made God cry | |
| They taught us all from birth | |
| There' s only one who rules upon this earth | |
| We know his name! we even claim we know his face | |
| Blue eyes or black | |
| His sorrow' s our disgrace | |
| So we lay our roads and slay the trees | |
| To possess more than our enemies | |
| And our means can justify the end We' ll | |
| Trample on a friend so disrespecfully | |
| And with all this anger in our hearts | |
| We rebel and swear God plays a part | |
| So we kill and pray to make amends | |
| The story never ends and flags will burn again | |
| Tears falling from the sky | |
| Under the dust the city ceased to shine | |
| And all the children search within their mother' s eyes | |
| " How could it be that we have made God cry?" | |
| So we lay our roads and slay the trees | |
| To possess more than our enemies | |
| And our means can justify the end. We' ll. Trample on a friend so direspectfully | |
| And we send our hatred from above | |
| In the name of one who taught to love | |
| We prochain we' re worthly of this place. The. Chosen human race could | |
| Never justify the day we made God cry. |