Chant des troupes aéroportée de la 101éme Airborne - Blood On the riser
Blood On The Riser
"Blood on the risers" est une chanson de parachutiste américaine de la Seconde Guerre mondiale, également connue sous le nom de "Gory, Gory, What a Helluva Way to Die" ou "The Airborne Jump". Elle raconte l'histoire d'un parachutiste dont le parachute ne s'ouvre pas lors d'un saut et qui chute à sa mort. La chanson est souvent chantée lors de cérémonies commémoratives ou de rassemblements militaires pour honorer les soldats tombés au combat, en particulier les parachutistes. Son rythme entraînant contraste avec le sujet sombre, mais elle symbolise le courage et le sacrifice des soldats qui ont combattu pendant la guerre.
Les divisions aéroportées
Lors de la bataille de Bastogne, la 101ème division aéroportée américaine, surnommée "Screaming Eagles", et la 82ème division aéroportée ont fait preuve d'un courage indomptable et ont résisté héroïquement aux assauts allemands, jouant un rôle crucial dans la défense de la ville et dans la contre-attaque alliée qui a permis de sauver Bastogne.
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Paroles
He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright,
He checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight;
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar,
"You ain't gonna jump no more!"
[REFREIN]
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
He ain't gonna jump no more!
[REFREIN]
"Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant looking up,
Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up;
He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[REFREIN]
He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock,
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop,
The silk from his reserve spilled out, and wrapped around his legs,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[REFREIN]
The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome,
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones;
The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[REFREIN]
The days he'd lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind;
He thought about the medics, and He wondered what they'd find,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[REFREIN]
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild,
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, they rolled their sleeves and smiled,
For it had been a week or more since last a 'Chute had failed,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[REFREIN]
He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLAT", his blood went spurting high,
His comrades, they were heard to say "A HELL OF A WAY TO DIE!"
He lay there, rolling 'round in the welter of his gore,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[REFREIN]
(slowly, solemnly; about half the speed of the other verses)
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute,
Intestines were a-dangling from his paratroopers suit,
He was a mess, they picked him up, and poured him from his boots,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
[REFREIN]
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Anecdote
Pendant le week-end de commémoration du 75e anniversaire de la bataille des Ardennes, les vétérans se sont rassemblés dans la célèbre brasserie "Wagon Léo" au cœur de Bastogne, où une atmosphère de liberté régnait déjà. Un vétéran plus âgé, debout avec l'aide d'une canne, a ému l'assemblée en entonnant le célèbre chant militaire 'Blood on the Risers'. L'émotion était palpable dans la salle, où chacun s'est arrêté pour écouter avec respect. Vince Esperanza, un ancien combattant de Bastogne, menait le chant avec assurance.
'Blood on the Risers' était un chant très populaire parmi les régiments de parachutistes américains pendant la Seconde Guerre mondiale, relatant le dernier saut d'un parachutiste dont le parachute n'a pas fonctionné.
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