In “The Latin One” Natalie Merchant sings over a considerably juxtapositional instrumental, one which is fairly jovial in essence. The lyrics, in contrast, are based around the events of World War I from the point of view of famous British war poet, Wilfred Owen.
The song’s lyrics are directly inte...
[Verse 1]
Bent double like old beggars in sacks
Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags
Men marched on sleeping some without boots
Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots
Of breaking gas shells
Dropping softly behind
But limped on blood-shod
All went lame all went blind
[Chorus]
Gas! Gas! Quick boys fumbling helmets in time
Someone still screaming a man in fire or lime
Under a grey cloud dim dark through green light
In all my dreaming before my helpless sight
He plunges at me
Choking guttering drowning
Put in a wagon he had to keep pace
As his eyes melt in his face
[Verse 2]
If you could hear blood
Gurgling from ruptured lungs
If you could witness
Vile sores on innocent tongues
You would not tell me
Not with such pride and such zest
The lies of history
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori
Some desperate glory
Pro patria mori
As witness disturbs the story
Pro patria mori
Stand firm boys breathe the glory
The Latin One was written by John Lombardo & Wilfred Owen.
The Latin One was produced by 10,000 Maniacs & Albert Garzon.