Testi:
Gethsemane

I only want to say If there is a way Take this cup away from me For I don?t want to taste its poison Feel it burn me, I have changed I?m not as sure

Toll no bell for me, Father But let this cup of suffering pass from me Send me no shepherd to heal my world But the Angel - the dream foretold Prayed

Now we went up to the garden Beneath the olive tree The bells were ringing The rooster crows The men were standing all around Other men are laying on

the noise Gethsemane And there?s war-whoops and secret signs in the trees Estuary smells coming up on the breeze O perfect endless days like these O Gethsemane

[Music: Andrew Lloyd Webber / Lyrics: Timothy Miles Bindon Rice] I only want to say If there is a way Take this cup away from me For I don't want to

I only want to say if there is a way Take this cup away from me For I don't want to taste its poison Feel it burn me, I have changed I'm not as sure as

little mirror on the wall forgive my sins as so many times before your calm convinced the world I know is beyond your reach your eyes too numb to see

Prepare ye the way of the Lord, For a duck may be somebody's mother, She lives on the edge of a swamp, Where the weather is always damp. You may think

Toll no bell for me father But let this cup of suffering pass from me Send me no shepherd to heal my world But the Angel - the dream foretold Prayed