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*** Autor textu: O´Connor
I wanna make
Something beautiful
For you and from you
To show you
To show you
I adore you
Oh you
And your journey
Toward me
Which I see
And I see
All you push through
Mad for you
And because of you
I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah but you know the soul
And you know what makes it gold
You who give life through blood
Blood, blood, blood...
Oh I wanna make something
So lovely for you
'Cause I promised that's what i'd do for you
With the bible I stole
I know you forgave my soul
Because such was my need
On a chronic christmas eve
And I think we're agreed that it
Should have been free
And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they're nothing
Saying "peace"
When there's no peace
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they're nothing
Saying "peace"
When there's no peace
Days without number
Days without number
Now can a bride forget her jewels
Or a maid her ornaments
Yet my people forgotten me
Days without number
Days without number
And in their want
Oh in there want
And in their want
Who'll dress their wounds
Who'll dress their wounds
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