Purcell: The Indian Queen, Z. 630 - Act 2 - I come to sing great Zempoalla's story

歌詞

Oh, oh, deep water It’s black and cold like the night I stand with arms wide open I’ve run a twisted line I’m a stranger In the eyes of the maker I could not see for the fog in my eyes And I could not feel for the fear in my life And from across the great divide In the distance I saw a light It was Jean Baptiste He was walking to me with the maker My body is bent and broken By a long and dangerous sleep I can’t work the Fields of Abraham And turn my head away I’m not a stranger In the eyes of the maker Brother John Have you seen the homeless daughters They’re standing there with broken wings I have seen the flaming swords There over east of eden Burning in the eyes Burning in the eyes And they’re burning in the eyes of the maker Oh, river rise from your sleep