The Sisters of Mercy Songtext
von Leonard Cohen
The Sisters of Mercy Songtext
All the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone
They were waiting for me, when I thought I just can′t go on
And they brought me their comfort, later they brought me this song
Oh yes, I hope you run into them, you who've been travelling so long
Yes, you who must leave everything that you cannot control
It begins with your family but soon it comes ′round to your soul
Well, I've been where you're hanging, and I think I can see how you′re pinned
When you′re not feeling holy, your loneliness tells you've sinned
Well, they lay down beside me, I made my confession to them
They touched both my eyes, I touched the dew on their hem
If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn
They will be bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem
When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon
Don′t turn on the lights, you can read their address by the moon
You won't make me jealous if I hear that they sweetened your night
We weren′t lovers like that and besides, it would still be alright
Thanks a lot, thanks
About a 1000 years ago thre was a very brief period of time
It is... now we reffer to it as the sixties
It lasted 11 or 12 minutes before the hustlers and huxters poured into this
Become a kind of a black hole in the national cosmos
Into which, you know, all the novelist
And fiercest aspirations of a generation sunk and disappeared
Kinda Bermuda triangle of idealism
And this is the song I wrote many, many years ago when I refused a seductive invitation
To join in to a general celebration of another silly idea
They were waiting for me, when I thought I just can′t go on
And they brought me their comfort, later they brought me this song
Oh yes, I hope you run into them, you who've been travelling so long
Yes, you who must leave everything that you cannot control
It begins with your family but soon it comes ′round to your soul
Well, I've been where you're hanging, and I think I can see how you′re pinned
When you′re not feeling holy, your loneliness tells you've sinned
Well, they lay down beside me, I made my confession to them
They touched both my eyes, I touched the dew on their hem
If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn
They will be bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem
When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon
Don′t turn on the lights, you can read their address by the moon
You won't make me jealous if I hear that they sweetened your night
We weren′t lovers like that and besides, it would still be alright
Thanks a lot, thanks
About a 1000 years ago thre was a very brief period of time
It is... now we reffer to it as the sixties
It lasted 11 or 12 minutes before the hustlers and huxters poured into this
Become a kind of a black hole in the national cosmos
Into which, you know, all the novelist
And fiercest aspirations of a generation sunk and disappeared
Kinda Bermuda triangle of idealism
And this is the song I wrote many, many years ago when I refused a seductive invitation
To join in to a general celebration of another silly idea
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