Текст песни cave nick - Brompton Oratory
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Up those stone steps I climbHail this joyful day`s returnInto its great shadowed vault I goHail the Pentecostal mornThe reading is from Luke 24Where Christ returns to his loved onesI look at the stone apostlesThink taht it`s alright for someAnd I wish that I was made of stoneSo that I would not have to seeA beauty impossible to defineA beauty impossible to believeA beauty impossible to endureThe blood imparted in little stepsThe smell of you still on my handsAs I bring the cup up to my lipsNo God up in the skyNo devil beneath the seaCould do the job what you did Of bringing me to my kneesOutside I sit on the stone stepsWith nothing much to doForlorn and exhausted, babyBy the absence of you