Besedila: Crosby Stills Nash. Stand and Be Counted.

There was a piece of a song I heard the other day
Some words I heard this singer say
Something in me loved the way that it sounded
When he said how he wanted to stand, stand and be counted

Now, sometimes I talk to myself in the early dawn
Before all the fragments of my dreams are gone
Things you don't know why your mind held on to
Or else sometimes you know more than you want to

Stand and be counted, stand on the truth
Stand on your honor, stand and be counted

I wonder who that kid was, standing brave and trim
And I hear myself breathe and I know that I was him
Defender of the poor and those who can not speak
Thought I'd be standing by the dam trying to stop the leak

Stand and be counted, stand on the truth
Stand on your honor, stand and be

So concerned with matters of the heart
And knowing the millennium was just about to start
And knowing that somehow we can make a difference

I want to stand alone in front of the world and that oncoming tank
Like that Chinese boy that we all have to thank
He showed us in a picture that I have mounted
Exactly what it means to stand and be counted

Stand and be counted, stand on the truth
Stand on your honor, stand and be

Stand and be counted, stand on the truth
Stand on your honor, stand and be

Stand and be counted, stand on the truth
Stand on your honor