The Manhattan Transfer - Notes from the Underground (Antes que seja tarde) lyrics

Beneath the marbled halls of Pretoria
There's the faintest sound rising
From the underground
Behind the prison walls poets fantasize
Voices lost are found captive
In the underground the dream is still alive
Immune to their commands
Bravery abounds steadfast in the underground
Until the day arrives, children understand
Father's safe and sound living
In the underground

Look to the days ahead
Gather your prayers like roses
Think of the life that wait's
After the battle's over
Look to the land beyond you
Out where the fields are golden
There will be gifts untold
Yes after the battle's over
If I should not return
Know that you are my pleasure
Shelter yourselves, my treasures
Until the battle's over

The dream is still alive
Immune to their commands
We are pound for pound
Stronger in the underground
The longer we survive the
Less they can withstand
Time will turn around over to the underground

10 miles from Soweto under
A thorn tree's branches
Shanty will be no longer
After the battle's over
Somewhere a breeze is drifting
Over a blue-green ocean
There will be time for beauty
After the battle's over
Children, I must be going -
Cherish your mother's memory
Now turn these words to ashes
Antes que seja tarde

The dream is still alive
Immune to their commands
Time will turn around over to the underground
The longer we survive the
Less they can withstand
Time will turn around over to the underground

Beneath the marbled halls where
The power lies
There's the faintest sound rising
From the underground
Behind the prison walls poets fantasize
Voices lost are found captive
In the underground

The dream is still alive
Immune to their commands
Bravery abounds steadfast in the underground
Until the day arrives, children understand
Father's safe and sound living
In the underground