Hymn For The Children Lyrics

	作曲 : John Lees
	Their spirits soar on high
	They wing with birds that float on by
	Your love and mine
	Their spirits with the breeze
	That gently plays the summer leaves
	Your love and mine
	Life is a bird in the sky
	Life is the breeze blowing by
	Time picked the words
	Time picked the songs
	But we sang them wrong
	Their spirits with the rain
	That feeds the wheat and weeds the same
	Your love and mine
	The sun their spirits light
	That feels and warms both black and white
	Your love and mine
	Life is the rain from on high
	Life is the sun in the sky
	Time picked the words
	Time picked the songs
	We were the choir
	But we sang them wrong
	Their spirits bless the cruel
	The intellectual, the fool
	Your love and mine
	Their spirits point the way
	But who has noticed, who will say
	Your love or mine?
	Life is a soft lullaby
	Soothing a child as it cries
	But it cries in pain
	Time wrote the songs
	We hear the cry
	And still we sing wrong

	zuo qu : John Lees
	Their spirits soar on high
	They wing with birds that float on by
	Your love and mine
	Their spirits with the breeze
	That gently plays the summer leaves
	Your love and mine
	Life is a bird in the sky
	Life is the breeze blowing by
	Time picked the words
	Time picked the songs
	But we sang them wrong
	Their spirits with the rain
	That feeds the wheat and weeds the same
	Your love and mine
	The sun their spirits light
	That feels and warms both black and white
	Your love and mine
	Life is the rain from on high
	Life is the sun in the sky
	Time picked the words
	Time picked the songs
	We were the choir
	But we sang them wrong
	Their spirits bless the cruel
	The intellectual, the fool
	Your love and mine
	Their spirits point the way
	But who has noticed, who will say
	Your love or mine?
	Life is a soft lullaby
	Soothing a child as it cries
	But it cries in pain
	Time wrote the songs
	We hear the cry
	And still we sing wrong

	zuò qǔ : John Lees
	Their spirits soar on high
	They wing with birds that float on by
	Your love and mine
	Their spirits with the breeze
	That gently plays the summer leaves
	Your love and mine
	Life is a bird in the sky
	Life is the breeze blowing by
	Time picked the words
	Time picked the songs
	But we sang them wrong
	Their spirits with the rain
	That feeds the wheat and weeds the same
	Your love and mine
	The sun their spirits light
	That feels and warms both black and white
	Your love and mine
	Life is the rain from on high
	Life is the sun in the sky
	Time picked the words
	Time picked the songs
	We were the choir
	But we sang them wrong
	Their spirits bless the cruel
	The intellectual, the fool
	Your love and mine
	Their spirits point the way
	But who has noticed, who will say
	Your love or mine?
	Life is a soft lullaby
	Soothing a child as it cries
	But it cries in pain
	Time wrote the songs
	We hear the cry
	And still we sing wrong

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