Ach Opa Palme, Du berührst wieder einmal mit diesem süssen Affen Fräulein meine Seele......wie liebt du bist ja Thomas HUMANENESS See the little fawn, move too fast and she'll be gone. She knows to run away, when the hunter comes to spoil her play.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too. Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
Mother Cow's out in the field, so much milk she can yield. Father bull he tills the land, providing grain for beast and man.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too. Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
See the birds up in the tree, they also have their families. Build their nests way up high - just like you they don't want to die.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too. Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
Have Mercy, the mercy will be shown to you. Have Mercy, and mercy will be shown to you.
We are living graves of murdered beasts Slaughtered to satisfy our appetites. We never pause to wonder at our feasts, If animals like men could possibly have rights. . We pray on Sunday that we may have light, To guide our footsteps on the paths we tread. We are sick of war, we do not want to fight, And we gorge ourselves upon the dead. . Like Carrion Crows we live and feed on meat, Regardless of the suffering and pain We cause by doing so, in this we treat, Defenceless animals for sport or gain - . How can we hope in this world to attain The peace we say we are so anxious for, We pray for it o'er hetacomba of slain, To God while outraging the moral law, Thus cruelty begets the offspring --- WAR ! . GEORGE BERNARD SHAW
Ach Opa Palme, Du berührst wieder einmal mit diesem süssen Affen Fräulein meine Seele......wie liebt du bist ja Thomas HUMANENESS
ReplyDeleteSee the little fawn, move too fast and she'll be gone.
She knows to run away, when the hunter comes to spoil her play.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
Mother Cow's out in the field, so much milk she can yield.
Father bull he tills the land, providing grain for beast and man.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
See the birds up in the tree, they also have their families.
Build their nests way up high - just like you they don't want to die.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
Have Mercy, the mercy will be shown to you.
Have Mercy, and mercy will be shown to you.
We are living graves of murdered beasts
ReplyDeleteSlaughtered to satisfy our appetites.
We never pause to wonder at our feasts,
If animals like men could possibly have rights.
.
We pray on Sunday that we may have light,
To guide our footsteps on the paths we tread.
We are sick of war, we do not want to fight,
And we gorge ourselves upon the dead.
.
Like Carrion Crows we live and feed on meat,
Regardless of the suffering and pain
We cause by doing so, in this we treat,
Defenceless animals for sport or gain -
.
How can we hope in this world to attain
The peace we say we are so anxious for,
We pray for it o'er hetacomba of slain,
To God while outraging the moral law,
Thus cruelty begets the offspring --- WAR !
.
GEORGE BERNARD SHAW