Lilac Morning Songtext
von Chagall
Lilac Morning Songtext
I was a child in a simpler time
My magic was the grass and the green sunshine
But what could match this wonder, oh
I wonder, unborn child of mine?
My mother was a warrior and she made me strong
My father was a saint taught me right from wrong
But law now sins and lauds defeat –
With my books burned, what can you learn from me?
If all that you′ve got are heartless toys
How can you grow to a wise strong boy?
I know you'll be strong and wise, my girl
But how can you bloom in a rootless world?
Why would I burden this hopeless time
With one more soul earth can′t provide for?
Why would we choose, though, to deny
Your eyes the sight of the morning lilac?
I'll hold you close in the night –
I'll sooth your cries
I′ll weave your perfect hands in mine –
Dry your crying eyes
How could we live and leave you lifeless
In eternal lands of silence?
Would an age unkind and violent
Abide me raise you sweet, and kind?
All I can dream for you, I wish for you
All I can bring for you, I′ll give to you
All that our hands can do, we'll make for you
All that this land could lose, we′ll save for you
Who would want to bring new life
Into a world that was only silence?
How could we deny new eyes
The dewy sight of the morning lilac?
And if you come, we'll sew for you
Your baby clothes of pink and blue
And if you stay in hopeful silence
We′ll see you in the morning lilacs
It's screens, machines and shrinking forests
Our private sins, our public sores
It′s some three billion urban poor
What could another soul be for?
But oh, my child if you're born
We'll teach you how to love the dawn –
Take your hand and go exploring
Find a sky for you to soar in
Toss you from the peaks and shores
And teach you how to hear the chorus
Of the gifts we brought you for
The twilight rose and the lilac morning
My magic was the grass and the green sunshine
But what could match this wonder, oh
I wonder, unborn child of mine?
My mother was a warrior and she made me strong
My father was a saint taught me right from wrong
But law now sins and lauds defeat –
With my books burned, what can you learn from me?
If all that you′ve got are heartless toys
How can you grow to a wise strong boy?
I know you'll be strong and wise, my girl
But how can you bloom in a rootless world?
Why would I burden this hopeless time
With one more soul earth can′t provide for?
Why would we choose, though, to deny
Your eyes the sight of the morning lilac?
I'll hold you close in the night –
I'll sooth your cries
I′ll weave your perfect hands in mine –
Dry your crying eyes
How could we live and leave you lifeless
In eternal lands of silence?
Would an age unkind and violent
Abide me raise you sweet, and kind?
All I can dream for you, I wish for you
All I can bring for you, I′ll give to you
All that our hands can do, we'll make for you
All that this land could lose, we′ll save for you
Who would want to bring new life
Into a world that was only silence?
How could we deny new eyes
The dewy sight of the morning lilac?
And if you come, we'll sew for you
Your baby clothes of pink and blue
And if you stay in hopeful silence
We′ll see you in the morning lilacs
It's screens, machines and shrinking forests
Our private sins, our public sores
It′s some three billion urban poor
What could another soul be for?
But oh, my child if you're born
We'll teach you how to love the dawn –
Take your hand and go exploring
Find a sky for you to soar in
Toss you from the peaks and shores
And teach you how to hear the chorus
Of the gifts we brought you for
The twilight rose and the lilac morning
Writer(s): Chagall Van Den Berg, Raven Bush, Robert Isaf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com