| Song | A Church is Burning |
| Artist | Paul Simon |
| Album | The Paul Simon Songbook |
| 作词 : Simon | |
| A church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying, | |
| "You can burn down my churches | |
| but I shall be free." | |
| Three hooded men thru the backroads did creep | |
| Torches in their hands while | |
| the village lies a-sleep | |
| Down to the church where | |
| just hours before | |
| voices were singing and | |
| hands were beating and | |
| saying I won't be a slave any-more. | |
| And a church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying | |
| "You can burn down my churches | |
| but I shall be free." | |
| Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark | |
| Then they faded in the night | |
| and they vanished in the dark | |
| And in the cool light of morning | |
| there's nothing that re-mains | |
| But the ashes of a bible and | |
| a can of kero-sene | |
| And a church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying, | |
| "You can burn down my churches | |
| but I shall be free." | |
| A church is more than just timber and stone | |
| And freedom is a dark road | |
| When you're walking it alone | |
| But the future is now | |
| and it's time to take a stand | |
| So the lost bells of freedom | |
| can ring out in my land | |
| And a church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying, | |
| "You can burn down my churches | |
| but I - I - I - I shall be free." | |
| Raziel_P |
| zuò cí : Simon | |
| A church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying, | |
| " You can burn down my churches | |
| but I shall be free." | |
| Three hooded men thru the backroads did creep | |
| Torches in their hands while | |
| the village lies asleep | |
| Down to the church where | |
| just hours before | |
| voices were singing and | |
| hands were beating and | |
| saying I won' t be a slave anymore. | |
| And a church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying | |
| " You can burn down my churches | |
| but I shall be free." | |
| Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark | |
| Then they faded in the night | |
| and they vanished in the dark | |
| And in the cool light of morning | |
| there' s nothing that remains | |
| But the ashes of a bible and | |
| a can of kerosene | |
| And a church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying, | |
| " You can burn down my churches | |
| but I shall be free." | |
| A church is more than just timber and stone | |
| And freedom is a dark road | |
| When you' re walking it alone | |
| But the future is now | |
| and it' s time to take a stand | |
| So the lost bells of freedom | |
| can ring out in my land | |
| And a church is burning | |
| the flames rise higher | |
| like hands that are praying | |
| a glow in the sky | |
| Like hands that are praying | |
| the fire is saying, | |
| " You can burn down my churches | |
| but I I I I shall be free." | |
| Raziel_P |