Idioma Origen:
I looked out across the river today
I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower
Where the seagulls play
Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light
Two priests on the ferry, October geese on a cold winter's night
All this time the river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
Two priests came round our house tonight
One young, one old, to offer prayers for the dying
To serve the final rite
One to learn, one to teach which way the cold wind blows
Fussing and flapping in priestly black like a murder of crows
All this time the river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had my way
I'd take a boat from the river
And I'd bury the old man
I'd bury him at sea
Blessed are the poor for they shall inherit the earth
One is better to be poor than a fat man in the eye of a needle
As these words were spoken I swear I hear the old man laughing
What good is a used up world and how could it be worth having?
All this time the river flowed
Endlessly like a silent tear
All this time the river flowed
Father, if Jesus exists, then how come he never lived here?
Yea Yea Yea
Teachers told us the Romans built this place
They built a wall and a temple and a edge-of-the-Empire garrison town
They lived and they died, they prayed to their gods
But the stone gods did not make a sound
And their empire crumbled 'til all that was left
Were the stones the workmen found
And all this time the river flowed
In the falling light of a northern sun
If I had my way
I'd take a boat from the river
Men go crazy in congregations
They only get better one by one
One by one
One by one, by one
One by one
I looked out across the river today
I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower
Where the seagulls play
Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light
Idioma Destino:
I looked out across the river today
I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower
Where the seagulls play
Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light
Two priests on the ferry, October geese on a cold winter's night
All this time the river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
Two priests came round our house tonight
One young, one old, to offer prayers for the dying
To serve the final rite
One to learn, one to teach which way the cold wind blows
Fussing and flapping in priestly black like a murder of crows
All this time the river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had my way
I'd take a boat from the river
And I'd bury the old man
I'd bury him at sea
Blessed are the poor for they shall inherit the earth
One is better to be poor than a fat man in the eye of a needle
As these words were spoken I swear I hear the old man laughing
What good is a used up world and how could it be worth having?
All this time the river flowed
Endlessly like a silent tear
All this time the river flowed
Father, if Jesus exists, then how come he never lived here?
Yea Yea Yea
Teachers told us the Romans built this place
They built a wall and a temple and a edge-of-the-Empire garrison town
They lived and they died, they prayed to their gods
But the stone gods did not make a sound
And their empire crumbled 'til all that was left
Were the stones the workmen found
And all this time the river flowed
In the falling light of a northern sun
If I had my way
I'd take a boat from the river
Men go crazy in congregations
They only get better one by one
One by one
One by one, by one
One by one
I looked out across the river today
I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower
Where the seagulls play
Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light