Текст и слова песни Schwartz Stephen – On The Willows
On the willows there
We hung up our lyres
For our captors there
Required
Of us songs
And our tormentors mirth.
*repeat*
Jesus:
Stay here and wait
while I go over there to pray.
Trio:
On the willows there
We hung up our lyres.
We hung up our lyres
For our captors there
Required
Of us songs
And our tormentors mirth.
*repeat*
Jesus:
Stay here and wait
while I go over there to pray.
Trio:
On the willows there
We hung up our lyres.
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