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    The Priest

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    I'm Peter van der Hold
    I'm 68 years old
    I doubt some questions have increased
    In 42 years of being a priest
    I'm at the end of my life
    I'm not sure if I'm gonna survive
    I often don't know what to say
    When I talk to Him, when I pray
    In reply I receive
    Only silence, no relieve
    I've waited in vain for a little advice
    from that great voice in the therial skies
    Once I was revolutionary
    A devoted mercenary
    A gifted student in God's hands
    Now I'm old and sick of his demands
    I tried to be honest and good
    Did my job the best I could
    But I always stayed that average man
    Right in the spot where I'll be began
    During the grieve with which I've dealt
    Spent three decades since I've felt
    The certainty I so have adored 'bout the existence of the Lord
    I've seen enough, that's why I know
    God left this place, long long time ago
    I'll give him to my perish
    Things I don't have myself but cherish
    And namely love and charity
    Mostly purpose that's what sets you free
    So I'm where the metaphore
    I'm not comforting anymore
    I think I'm almost done with my search
    Got old so fast even in my church
    But feels as if I'm kept out
    Some sort of secret about
    The meaning of life sometimes
    Can't fail to notice these are mediocre types
    I've seen enough, that's why I know
    God left this place, long long time ago
    I've seen enough, that's why I know
    God left this place, long long time ago
    And time has made me good at one thing
    And horrible at everything else
    The blessings of a world divine
    Were always elsewhere and never mine
    Oh, I would like to hold someone
    Briefly maybe have some fun
    My body's hardly designed
    So I'm not really the hugging kind
    Not once has there been
    Someone with a softer skin
    Who reached out for me in the middle of the night
    'Cause my own lumpy mattress would've turn on the light
    I think I've been miscast
    And the time of saints is passed
    My faith is reclassed but not least
    After 42 years of being a priest
    The church is like a woman
    Thing out of reach like a vision
    She glimmers in the distance which I could never quite get
    Now I've left you with my regret
    I've seen enough, that's why I know
    God left this place, long long time ago
    I've seen enough, that's why I know
    God left this place, long long time ago
    I've seen enough, that's why I know
    God left this place, long long time ago
    I've seen enough, that's why I know
    God left this place, long long time ago
    It's my portion, it's my call...
    It's my portion, it's my call...
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