Metallica - Disposable Heroes

Boa tarde!

Navegando através das músicas que mais gosto, com grande destaque à banda de thrash metal, Metallica, analisei melhor uma letra com um valor muito forte dentro da nossa atual sociedade. Uma letra que critica a guerra, que mostra o pensamento tanto do soldado quanto das nações, que comandam a brutalidade. Isso sem contar o próprio título da música, que se traduz como: "Heróis Descartáveis", dando a entender que são guerreiros predestinados a morrer por um 'ideal' que se acredita ser importante, quando, na verdade, não possui fundamentos e apenas existe para causar a discórdia.

"Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant ‘til I fall

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finish here, greetings death!
He’s yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward, You servant, You blindman

Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock, that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see, the slaughter never ends

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finish here, greetings death
He’s yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward, You servant, You blindman

Why, am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live of lying
Hell, hell is here

I was born for dying

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
Looking back I realized, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finish here, greetings death
He’s yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward, You servant, You blindman
Back to the front"

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Dá para perceber notoriamente cada momento da música, para os que não são bons em inglês, através da tradução!! Aos que entendem bem, melhor ainda!!!

"You will die when I say, you must die" - Frase mais marcante, em minha opinião!

Abraços grandes!!