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The Bells Of Gethsemani

アーティスト:Joan Baez 

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(Music by Joan Baez, Words by Thomas Merton) Sweet brother, if I do not sleep My eyes are flowers on your tomb And if I cannot eat my bread My fasts shall live like willows where you died If in the heat I find no water for my thirst My thirst shall turn to springs for you, poor traveler Come, in your labor find a resting place And in my sorrows lay your head Brother, take my life and bread And buy yourself a better bed Take my breath and take my death Buy yourself a better rest beneath the bells of Gethsemani When all the men of war are killed And flags have fallen into dust Your cross and mine will tell men still He died on each for both of us That we might become the brothers of God And learn to know the Christ of burnt men


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