Letra de Ancient Lullaby - Matisyahu
Letra de canci�n de Ancient Lullaby de Matisyahu lyrics
Mist rising on the horizon
Listenin with my ears and listenin with my eyes and
Listenin until we�ve ridden the mud from the parasite
Listenin until our hearts start to glisten, realize
Share the vision and my rhythms and we�ll melt the ice
Start sizzlin, spilling from the ceiling, bread dripping drizzling
Close to the broken-heart, them crushed in spirit
Redeem the soul of your servant
Seek his, pursue it
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
Oh you know, we�re not gon die
Like flyin
Soul times for the times when we�ll stay unified
The eyes of Has hem are to the righteous and he hears their
[Chorus:]
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
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Jerusalem breathes, bringin me ease from the Brooklyn squeeze,
Dirty boppin and a bring ya down to ya knees
Track ya like a lion, leave me be
When they come with their disease to drag us into the street,
My law�s still pure, you can�t take that from me,
3000 years until this last century,
Impossible to break the seal of the High Priest,
Yo, I say the branches on the trees gon bow to these
Swaying to the melodies
Craving for the slaves to bring redemption please
I am you, you are me
No more leaders, we must flea
We want see God in our enemy,
[Chorus]
Listenin with my ears and listenin with my eyes and
Listenin until we�ve ridden the mud from the parasite
Listenin until our hearts start to glisten, realize
Share the vision and my rhythms and we�ll melt the ice
Start sizzlin, spilling from the ceiling, bread dripping drizzling
Close to the broken-heart, them crushed in spirit
Redeem the soul of your servant
Seek his, pursue it
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
Oh you know, we�re not gon die
Like flyin
Soul times for the times when we�ll stay unified
The eyes of Has hem are to the righteous and he hears their
[Chorus:]
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/ancient-lullaby-matisyahu.php
Jerusalem breathes, bringin me ease from the Brooklyn squeeze,
Dirty boppin and a bring ya down to ya knees
Track ya like a lion, leave me be
When they come with their disease to drag us into the street,
My law�s still pure, you can�t take that from me,
3000 years until this last century,
Impossible to break the seal of the High Priest,
Yo, I say the branches on the trees gon bow to these
Swaying to the melodies
Craving for the slaves to bring redemption please
I am you, you are me
No more leaders, we must flea
We want see God in our enemy,
[Chorus]
