fire Embers of the past conspire All her books are closed and scattered And she feels that nothing matters to her Outside this dream her sister frequents
Tercüme: Kilise. Kız.
It is the last rose of summer left blooming alone All her lovely companions are faded and gone No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh To reflect
Why don't you find a worthwhile cause To channel your energies? Like finding a solution To starvation and disease I know that you're concerned About
staggered out into the streets of Little Italy. Joey, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want to come and blow you away? Sister
porch swinging Looking out on a vacant field Used to be filled with burley t'bacca Now he knows it never will My brother's found work in Indiana Sister
Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child, By, by, lully,lullay: Lully, thou little tiny child, By,by lully, lullay O sisters too, how may we do, For
Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child, By, by, lully,lullay: Lully, thou little tiny child, By,by lully, lullay O sisters too, how may we do, For to
from And don't never forget what your father have taught you He have taught you how to attend church on sunday morning And how to treat your brothers and sisters
dudes, what's your new mission We bust it up he cold frontin' I know this nigga wanna hold somethin' I know grams upstairs preppin' for church Matchin
most she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me ont he regular, not a church
, who's gonna reset the bone Walking with your hand in a sling Wanna hear the soldiers sing Working for the church while my family dies You're little baby sister
old And what I loved most, she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me On the regular, not a church
you appear somewhere Your chauffeur drives you there I would think twice If I could live your life You see your friends at the store Your sister lives
Love for money in God's name, religion's now a TV game Build a million dollar church, with money spent on God's research Build a million dollar church
living with her She can't bring another man in that yard And I know that you say that I'm too street And you should've raised me up in the church But
AWAY WRITERS BURTON CUMMINGS, BILL IVENIUK One cloudless morning was it day or night The sun and the moon were bright Take one away Two holy sisters
