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Лучшие песни Miss Saigon Original Cast
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Miss Saigon Original Cast
Исполнитель
Hugh Maynard
Вокал
Alfonso Casado Trigo
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Jeremy Isaac
Скрипка
Marianne Haynes
Скрипка
Reiad Chibah
Альт
Julia Graham
Виолончель
Beth Symmons
Контрабас
Sarah Manship
Флейта-пикколо
Dan Bates
Английский рожок
Steve Moss
Саксофон-альт
John Davy
Валторна
Dave Oxley
Валторна
Russell Bennett
Труба
Adrian Hallowell
Тромбон
James Gambold
Ударные инструменты
Julian Poole
Ударные инструменты
Marcus Tilt
Клавишные инструменты
Cat Beveridge
Клавишные инструменты
Mark Bousie
Клавишные инструменты
Stephen Metcalfe
Исполнитель
Seann Alderking
Исполнитель
Stuart Andrews
Программирование
Dave Hage
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Richard Maltby Jr.
Автор песен
Alain Boublil
Автор песен
Claude-Michel Schönberg
Композитор
Stephen Metcalfe
Аранжировщик
Seann Alderking
Аранжировщик
Dave Hage
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Stephen Metcalfe
Сопродюсер
Lee McCutcheon
Сопродюсер
Cameron Mackintosh
Сопродюсер
Paul Gatehouse
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Simon Gibson
Мастеринг-инженер
Nicholas Allott
Исполнительный продюсер
John Craig
Исполнительный продюсер
Слова
They're called Bui-Doi
The Dust of life
Conceived in hell
And born is strife
They are the the living reminders
Of all the good we failed to do
We can't forget
Must not forget
That they are all
Our children too
Like all survivors, I once thought
When I'm home I won't give a damn
But now I know I'm caught
I'll never leave Vietnam
War isn't over when it ends
Some pictures never leave your mind
They are the faces of the children
The ones we left behind
They're called Bui-Doi
The dust of life
Conceived in hell
And born in strife
They are the living reminders
Of all the good we failed to do
We can't forget
Must not forget
That they are all
Our children too
These kids hit walls on every side
They don't belong in any place
Their secrets they can't hide
Its printed on each face
I never thought one day I'd plead
For half-breeds from a land that's torn
But then I saw a camp for children
Whose crime was being born
They're called Bui-Doi
The dust of life
Conceived in hell
And born in strife
We owe them fathers, and a family -
A loving home they never knew
Because we know
Deep in our hearts
That they are all
Our children too
These are souls in need
They need us to give
Someone has to pay
For their chance to live
Help me try
They're called Bui-Doi
The dust of life
Conceived in hell
And born in strife
They are the living reminders
Of all the good we failed to do
That's why we know
Deep in our hearts
That they are all
Our children too
Writer(s): Richard E. Maltby, Alain Albert Boublil, Claude Michel Schonberg
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