Rhapsody - Jorja Chalmers

In the soil of our sadness

Hear our hearts bell a serenade

A faint choir tenderly shaping

A lament, a hollow refuge

In the blood of the twinkling sky

Breathe the air, air drunk dry

There was once a time of rapture

All is lost, a pale gleaming

Across this crooked land

Runs a crooked man

Our loved ones die under the hammer

Of the Soviet sun

Nothing can erase this night

But there’s still light with you rhapsody

And if we can never see th sun

There’s still light with you rhapsody

And I have seen all I want to

And I hav felt all I want to rhapsody

But we can dream all we want to

We can dream all we want to rhapsody

Rhapsody

Rhapsody

Rhapsody