We ignore the prophets
The teachers of peace
Dismiss the consequences of our tribal jealousies
In this ancient village
A bridge to the world
You can see the master plan stall like an engine
That has called for replacement
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
I want to walk across the great divide
And look into the flower of your eyes
And tell you that everything will be okay
That's what I want to tell you
That's what I want to say
Not that we must be strong
Not that we must be brave
But that we must learn to forgive each other someday
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
From out of the temple
I see the people run
I can hear the sounds of the guns
And feel the disappointment of everyone
In Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
The teachers of peace
Dismiss the consequences of our tribal jealousies
In this ancient village
A bridge to the world
You can see the master plan stall like an engine
That has called for replacement
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
I want to walk across the great divide
And look into the flower of your eyes
And tell you that everything will be okay
That's what I want to tell you
That's what I want to say
Not that we must be strong
Not that we must be brave
But that we must learn to forgive each other someday
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
From out of the temple
I see the people run
I can hear the sounds of the guns
And feel the disappointment of everyone
In Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
inviata da Riccardo Venturi - 15/6/2005 - 14:18
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