Virgin Prunes - Walls Of Jericho

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Walls Of Jericho

Which the way, the way we are going?
Which the way will save us all?
For I have been here for so long
For I have seen all i can see
I see further to a day, to a day never to come
With eyes in the back of my head
I see all around me
I didn’t know him for I didn’t see
To live once again, to live in dreams
To live once again, to live once again
The walls of Jericho
To walk on water, speak with fire
To live once again
I watched a man, a man he died
Nailed to a cross, nailed to a cross
He believes he can see the walls of Jericho

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Muralhas de Jericó

Por qual caminho, por qual caminho estamos indo?
Qual caminho salvará a nós todos?
Pois eu estou aqui por tanto tempo
Pois eu tenho visto tudo o que posso ver
Eu almejo um dia, um dia que nunca vem
Com olhos atrás da minha cabeça
Eu vejo tudo ao meu redor
Eu não o conhecia porque eu não via
Viver outra vez, viver em sonhos
Viver outra vez, viver outra vez
As muralhas de Jericó
Andar na água, fale com fogo
Viver outra vez
Eu observei um homem, um homem ele morreu
Pregado a uma cruz, pregado a uma cruz
Ele acredita poder ver as muralhas de Jericó

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