Tytuł: God is alive, magic is afoot

• Wykonawca: Leonard Cohen
• Wyświetleń: 265

  
   God is alive, magic is afoot
  God is alive, magic is afoot
  God is alive, magic is afoot
  God is afoot, magic is alive
  Alive is afoot, magic never died
  God never sickened
  Many poor men lied
  Many sick men lied
  Magic never weakened
  Magic never hid
  Magic always ruled
  God is afoot, God never died
  God was ruler
  Though his funeral lengthened
  Though his mourners thickened
  Magic never fled
  Though his shrouds were hoisted
  The naked God did live
  Though his words were twisted
  The naked magic thrived
  Though his death was published
  Round and round the world
  The heart did not believe
  
  Many hurt men wondered
  Many struck men bled
  Magic never faltered
  Magic always lead
  Many stones were rolled
  But God would not lie down
  Many wild men lied
  Many fat men listened
  Though they offered stones
  Magic still was fed
  Though they locked their coffers
  God was always served
  Magic is afoot, God is alive
  Alive is afoot
  
  Alive is in command
  Many weak men hungered
  Many strong men thrived
  Though they boast of solitude
  God was at their side
  Nor the dreamer in his cell
  Nor the captain on the hill
  Magic is alive
  Though his death was pardoned
  Round and round the world
  The heart would not believe
  
  Though laws were carved in marble
  They could not shelter men
  Though altars built in parliaments
  They could not order men
  Police arrested magic and magic went with them
  Mmmmm.... for magic loves the hungry
  But magic would not tarry
  It moves from arm to arm
  It would not stay with them
  Magic is afoot
  It cannot come to harm
  It rests in an empty palm
  It spawns in an empty mind
  But magic is no instrument
  Magic is the end
  Many men drove magic
  But magic stayed behind
  Many strong men lied
  They only passed through magic
  And out the other side
  Many weak men lied
  They came to God in secret
  And though they left Him nourished
  They would not tell who healed
  Though mountains danced before them
  They said that God was dead
  Though his shrouds were hoisted
  The naked God did live
  This I mean to whisper to my mind
  This I mean to laugh within my mind
  This I mean my mind to serve
  Til' service is but magic
  Moving through the world
  And mind itself is magic
  Coursing through the flesh
  And flesh itself is magic
  Dancing on a clock
  And time itself
  The magic length of God