Marc Almond - We Must Look (Il nous faut regarder) lyrics
[Marc Almond - We Must Look Il nous faut regarder lyrics]
Behind narrow eyes and faces of fat
Beyond those hands opened or closed
That strain in vain nor raise thier fists
Further than frontiers that barb our path
Further than misery
We must look we must look at
What is beauty the grey sky or blue
The women by the stream the faithful friend
Tomorrow's sun the fly to the swallow
The boat that returns the faithful friend
Tomorrow's sun the fly to the swallow
The boat that returns
Beyond the concert of sobbs and tears
Of cries of anger of men in fear
Beyond the din of streets and singers
Of warning sirens of swearing porters
Stronger than children who recount the wars
And stronger than
The great who've made us make them
We must listen to the bird in the wood
THe murmer of summer the rising of blood
THe mother soft songs the childrens prayer
And the noise of the earth
Gently falling to sleep
THe mother soft songs the childrens prayer
And the noise of the earth
Gently falling to sleep
We must listen we must look