Текст песни Calvin Makenzie (The Chariot) с переводом

Make no mistakes, my voice is clear. And though it may be a subtle threat:

Mayflower, swing low, because your love has such few regrets.

We cannot distinguish all of the world. So celebrate and sing along.

It is a gift. It’s where I belong.

Straight down and to the east, I place my hands out in front of me.

We are all the crowd. To the sweet by and by I come.

To the crowd be blessed. I swear I won’t let you choke. You give me nothing but

rest and a loving hand. I belong to the war.

I belong to your side. I cant hold my breath but I swear I think this is the

start. That’s the nature of the beast.

If we have nothing left but death, it’s a clear but subtle threat.

'The south is where I lay my sword and the stage is where my heart will rest'.

We are the crowd.

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