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  1. Roger Waters - Each Small Candle Lyrics. Not the torturer will scare me Nor the body's final fall Nor the barrels of death's rifles Nor the shadows on the wall Nor the night when to.
  2. Each Small Candle by Roger Waters. Facts. Total Plays 63 times by 3 Artists; From the release In the Flesh (Live) First Played in Concert August 28, by Roger Waters at Kemper Arena, Kansas City, MO, USA; Most Recently Played September 16, by Pink Project at Ahoy, Rotterdam, Netherlands;.
  3. Official Roger Waters Each Small Candle lyrics at CD Universe. Not the torturer will scare me Nor the body's final fall Nor the barrels of death's rifles Nor the shadows on the wall Nor the night when to the g Everything Artist Title Song SoundTrack Label.
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  5. " Each Small Candle " is a song by Roger Waters. It was released on his album In the Flesh – Live in Most of the lyrics were inspired by a news story from the Kosovo war of a Serbian soldier who saw a wounded Albanian woman, left his ranks and helped joytremvemoterpahadradollimersoa.coinfoations: Flickering Flame: The Solo Years Volume .
  6. About Each Small Candle. "Each Small Candle" is a song by Roger Waters. It was released on his album In the Flesh – Live in Most of the lyrics were inspired by a news story from the Kosovo war of a Serbian soldier who saw a wounded Albanian woman, left his ranks and helped her. It also includes a stanza translated from Danish poet Halfdan Rasmussen's work Ikke Bødlen (and is, thus, credited as .
  7. Each Small Candle: In The Flesh - Live The first stanza is a poem written for Danish Amnesty International by Halfdan Rasmussen. The lyrics of the rest .
  8. Roger Waters - Each Small Candle Lyrics. joytremvemoterpahadradollimersoa.coinfo's Current Most Loved Pop Tracks. X. Not the torturer will scare me. Nor the body's final fall. Nor the barrels of death's rifles. Nor the shadows on the wall. Nor the night when to the ground. The last dim star of pain, is held.

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