| 作曲 : Ure | |
| When you hold your hands out, may your good Lord show a sign | |
| And when you seek forgiveness, may your good Lord take the time | |
| May your good Lord talk to mine | |
| When you light a candle, may your good Lord see it glow | |
| Shining through the darkness, may your good Lord make it grow | |
| To case alight across the land from killing fields to desert sands | |
| From distant shores to where I stand, will your good Lord make it so? | |
| And after all I think and do, I can't believe that this is true | |
| If I cry out 'treason', will your good Lord make them pray? | |
| All these men of reason, leading nowhere, lost their way | |
| Turning riches in to rags, turning rags into the street | |
| Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day | |
| And after all is said and done, I can't believe our gods are one | |
| Turning riches into rags, turning rags into the street | |
| Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day | |
| What would it take to take a hold? | |
| A sheperd searching for a fold | |
| The greatest story ever told | |
| Somebody's lying | |
| If I believed in something, would your good Lord make it true? | |
| Give me the sword of justice, show me the hate to put it through | |
| Cut down the bitter tears, the sleepless nights, the waking fears | |
| The empty words, the silent ears, would your good Lord love me too? |
| zuo qu : Ure | |
| When you hold your hands out, may your good Lord show a sign | |
| And when you seek forgiveness, may your good Lord take the time | |
| May your good Lord talk to mine | |
| When you light a candle, may your good Lord see it glow | |
| Shining through the darkness, may your good Lord make it grow | |
| To case alight across the land from killing fields to desert sands | |
| From distant shores to where I stand, will your good Lord make it so? | |
| And after all I think and do, I can' t believe that this is true | |
| If I cry out ' treason', will your good Lord make them pray? | |
| All these men of reason, leading nowhere, lost their way | |
| Turning riches in to rags, turning rags into the street | |
| Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day | |
| And after all is said and done, I can' t believe our gods are one | |
| Turning riches into rags, turning rags into the street | |
| Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day | |
| What would it take to take a hold? | |
| A sheperd searching for a fold | |
| The greatest story ever told | |
| Somebody' s lying | |
| If I believed in something, would your good Lord make it true? | |
| Give me the sword of justice, show me the hate to put it through | |
| Cut down the bitter tears, the sleepless nights, the waking fears | |
| The empty words, the silent ears, would your good Lord love me too? |
| zuò qǔ : Ure | |
| When you hold your hands out, may your good Lord show a sign | |
| And when you seek forgiveness, may your good Lord take the time | |
| May your good Lord talk to mine | |
| When you light a candle, may your good Lord see it glow | |
| Shining through the darkness, may your good Lord make it grow | |
| To case alight across the land from killing fields to desert sands | |
| From distant shores to where I stand, will your good Lord make it so? | |
| And after all I think and do, I can' t believe that this is true | |
| If I cry out ' treason', will your good Lord make them pray? | |
| All these men of reason, leading nowhere, lost their way | |
| Turning riches in to rags, turning rags into the street | |
| Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day | |
| And after all is said and done, I can' t believe our gods are one | |
| Turning riches into rags, turning rags into the street | |
| Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day | |
| What would it take to take a hold? | |
| A sheperd searching for a fold | |
| The greatest story ever told | |
| Somebody' s lying | |
| If I believed in something, would your good Lord make it true? | |
| Give me the sword of justice, show me the hate to put it through | |
| Cut down the bitter tears, the sleepless nights, the waking fears | |
| The empty words, the silent ears, would your good Lord love me too? |
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