The Power And The Glory — текст песни (Nana Mouskouri)

Church steeples, songs of a bird
Soft crying nobody heard
Lives are passed around,
Eyes lookes at the ground
Wind can whistle cold,
And rich men don`t grow old


CHORUS

The seed is sown, no harvest to collect
Just second-class of factory reject
And four of you, the power and the glory

Hearts breaking, don`t make a sound
Landlord buys ten acres of ground
Castles in the air, climb them if you dare
Look, don`t try to see me, to be is not to be

Repeat chorus

For some it`s cold, for some it`s warm
For some it`s sunny
While men still look in the street outside
For milk and honey

Repeat chorus ( twice)