Who Shall Bring Him to See What Shall Be After Him? Songtext
von Jean Rohe

May there always be sunshine, always be blue skies
Always be mama, may there always be I
May there always be sunshine, always be blue skies
Always be mama, may there always be I

May there always be sunshine, always be blue skies
Always be mama, may there always be I
May there always be sunshine, always be blue skies
Always be mama, may there always be I

Little child, your questions are enormous
And little child, my words don′t seem to satisfy
You ask, "Why was I born? Why will I die?
Oh, why don't you know? Oh why?"

Na-na-na-ya-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

Little child, your path is for the curious
The way is paved with rare and heavy stones
Far too many to turn in this lifetime
So the questions will only grow


Go ahead, I cannot follow with you
The stones are there to be turned by you alone
There′ll be happiness and much sorrow
For a boy who just needs to know

And all I know for sure, nothing lasts forever
But everything that's here has been here all along
Planets born of dust and the moon pulls the tides along the shore
Suns will die, continents slide and a heart beats in a chest

Pulse pumps an ancient tune
Music fills a room 'til the people are singing, their dances ringing
Calling, oh, they′re calling, to the silent sky

Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

And all I know for sure, nothing lasts forever
But everything that′s here has been here all along
Planets born of dust and the moon pulls the tides along the shore
Suns will die, continents slide and a heart beats in a chest


Pulse pumps an ancient tune
Music fills a room 'til the people are singing, their dances ringing
Calling, oh, they′re calling, to the silent sky

Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
Halla, halla, halla, ya
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Don't lock it up, now
Go and we′ll follow
Wash your head in the river
And call me tomorrow

Ho, and don't lock it up now
Go and we′ll follow
Wash your head in the river
And call me tomorrow

Oh, and who shall bring me to see what shall be after me?
(Don't lock it up, now go and we'll follow)
And who shall bring me to see what shall be after me?
(Wash your head in the river and call me tomorrow)
Oh, and who shall bring me to see what shall be after me?
(Don′t lock it up, now go and we′ll follow)
Who shall bring me to see what shall be after me?
(Wash your head in the river and call me tomorrow)

After me, after me, after me, after me (ah-ah)