Dominic Balli
Zion Mourns
On the rocky road where all the streets are worn While her daughter slaves the road to Zion mourns The road to Zion mourns She call but no one come
While her daughter slaves the road to Zion
In Babylon by the river banks We hung our song we hung our name While Zion calls, she calls us home But no one hears, her voice is gone In Babylon where our captors sat Said, "Tell us of Zion and sing us her song" How can we sing the Almighty's song in a foreign land where we have no song Generations passed not a seed was sewn A hope was lost with a daughter's song Till the Most High called and sang his song Called a princess home to her rightful throne
On the rocky road where all the streets were worn While her daughter slaved the road to Zion mourned The road to Zion mourned / She call but no one come While her daughter slaved the road to Zion mourned Still on that rocky road where all the streets are worn She fights to
From Letras Mania