Official Music Video
Witch Hunt by Rush
Lyrics & Translation
English
The night is black, without a moon
The air is thick and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torch-lit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
Faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right
Confident their ways are best
Oh, oh!
The righteous rise with burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
Our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness to danger us
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves!
Quick to judge, quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Witch Hunt by Rush
Witch Hunt* (original Rush)
The night is black, without a moon
The air is thick and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torch-lit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
Faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right
Confident their ways are best
Oh, oh!
The righteous rise with burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
Our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness to danger us
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves!
Quick to judge, quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand
Witch Hunt (traducción LyricVerse Team)
La noche es negra, sin luna
El aire es denso y quieto
Los vigilantes se reúnen en
La solitaria colina iluminada por antorchas
Rasgos distorsionados en la luz parpadeante
Caras retorcidas y grotescas
Silenciosos y severos en la noche sofocante
La turba se mueve como demonios poseídos
Tranquilos en conciencia, serenos en su derecho
Confiados en que sus métodos son los mejores
¡Oh, oh!
Los justos se alzan con ojos ardientes
De odio y mala voluntad
Locos alimentados por el miedo y las mentiras
Para golpear, quemar y matar
Dicen que hay extraños que nos amenazan
Nuestros inmigrantes e infieles
Dicen que hay extrañeza para ponernos en peligro
En nuestros teatros y estanterías de librerías
Que aquellos que saben lo que es mejor para nosotros
¡Deben levantarse y salvarnos de nosotros mismos!
Rápidos para juzgar, rápidos para la ira
Lentos para entender
Ignorancia y prejuicio
Y el miedo caminan de la mano
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