Gabriel - Marketa Irglova

Behold a bed of golden sand

Upon it lies a sea of empty shells

The dream of life on earth dissolving fast

Like a world painted in aquarelles

Yet in this a time there’s no room for despair, for

There’s more to this than what meets the eye

Dispute no more over right and wrong, for

The song of hope is but a single cry

A prayer for the right to be loved

Despite all our prior sins

No one shall cast a stone now, for

If the song is dead, nobody wins

«Who is this?»

You call me Gabriel

I’m a rider on a white horse

The tide is rising now

Make haste and set your course

Don’t wait for the break of dawn, for

The sun isn’t gonna rise today, but

Don’t worry, all is well

In its place the moon will light the way

And from the morrow till the end of time

Both the sun and moon alike will reign

It is by the hand of man, not the will of God

That any lamb was ever slain

But for the love of life and a life of love

Let there be no blood shed tonight

The only way to win this coming trial

Is to yield your arms, and put up no fight