Song | Better Angels Of Our Nature |
Artist | Susan Ashton |
Album | Angels of Mercy |
作曲 : King, Kirkpatrick | |
He fell to his knees and he cried out for mercy | |
Heart-felt confessionals to an angry mob | |
But vengeance was theirs as they bellowed for justice | |
"Death to the man who has sinned against God." | |
I joined in the chant feeling so high and mighty | |
Pointing the finger from up on my throne | |
'Til I looked in his tears and I caught my reflection | |
And I knew that I could not cast the first stone. | |
Let the gavel fall slowly tho' truth's been revealed | |
Sequester the jury for a moment to feel | |
And in the courts of compassion I hope we can appeal | |
To the better angels of our nature, to the better angels of our nature. | |
I walked along on my soft streets of plenty | |
She walked the alleys of anguish and need | |
While clutching my greed I was struck by a vision | |
But for the grace of God, that could be me. | |
And we gather in chambers of lofty ideals | |
Still debating the giving when handed the bill | |
But in the congress of kindness I hope that we can yield | |
To the better angels of our nature, to the better angels of our nature. | |
Angels of mercy, angels of light | |
Angels of darkness, angels of might | |
Angels with voices that whisper so clear | |
Who do I lean to, who do I hear? | |
We are building our world with a fevered emotion | |
While trying to keep it from coming apart | |
But as we reach for the dream can we still reach within us | |
We won't have the hope if we don't have the heart. | |
'Cause we've tossed in the gale of a moral decline | |
As we drink from the grail of society's wine | |
But at humanities table I hope we choose to dine | |
With the better angels of our nature. | |
With the better angels of our nature... |
zuò qǔ : King, Kirkpatrick | |
He fell to his knees and he cried out for mercy | |
Heartfelt confessionals to an angry mob | |
But vengeance was theirs as they bellowed for justice | |
" Death to the man who has sinned against God." | |
I joined in the chant feeling so high and mighty | |
Pointing the finger from up on my throne | |
' Til I looked in his tears and I caught my reflection | |
And I knew that I could not cast the first stone. | |
Let the gavel fall slowly tho' truth' s been revealed | |
Sequester the jury for a moment to feel | |
And in the courts of compassion I hope we can appeal | |
To the better angels of our nature, to the better angels of our nature. | |
I walked along on my soft streets of plenty | |
She walked the alleys of anguish and need | |
While clutching my greed I was struck by a vision | |
But for the grace of God, that could be me. | |
And we gather in chambers of lofty ideals | |
Still debating the giving when handed the bill | |
But in the congress of kindness I hope that we can yield | |
To the better angels of our nature, to the better angels of our nature. | |
Angels of mercy, angels of light | |
Angels of darkness, angels of might | |
Angels with voices that whisper so clear | |
Who do I lean to, who do I hear? | |
We are building our world with a fevered emotion | |
While trying to keep it from coming apart | |
But as we reach for the dream can we still reach within us | |
We won' t have the hope if we don' t have the heart. | |
' Cause we' ve tossed in the gale of a moral decline | |
As we drink from the grail of society' s wine | |
But at humanities table I hope we choose to dine | |
With the better angels of our nature. | |
With the better angels of our nature... |