Oppenheimer

Текст песни Jocelyn Pook - Oppenheimer

We knew the world would not be the same
Few people laughed, few people cried
Most people were silent
I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita
Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty
And to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says
"Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds."
I suppose we all thought that, one way or another