me I knew somethin' was missin' Just take me everywhere you go This girl's in heaven Life is light and everything around you when you ask why Everything I touch is gold
NOW PRAISE GOD THE LAMB AROSE CORO THERE ROSE A LAMB IN JERUSALEM HE WAS THE SON OF THE GREAT I AM HE PROVED TO BE MY VICTORY THERE ROSE A LAMB IN JERUSALEM
Übersetzung: Lamm. Elvis Presley --- es gibt Gold in den Bergen.
Übersetzung: Lamm. Gold.
knew something was missing Just take me everywhere you go This girl's in heaven Life is light in everything about you When you're as one, everything I touch is gold
scanned us Purchased some worthless dudes, and now He hands us A bunch of stuff that we ain't earn Now picture that like a camera, we lift the lamb up
: White are the Wings of the Angels, white their heaven, white are their clouds. Bright the golden sun shines down, sparkling the words out of God's
: Said the night wind to the little lamb, Do you see what I see Way up in the sky, little lamb, Do you see what I see A star, a star, dancing in the
Sweet Goddess Your perfect stranger's comin' in at last. Silver Angel With the badge of the lonesome road sewed in your sleeve, I'd be grateful if this golden
you say oooh oooh ooooh [Lloyd Banks:] Six in the morning in the bedroom, performing Rub her down get her warm and leave her pretty, scurrin She ain't like the gold
m down here all by myself Tell me when you comin' back to take me home Father I been told that the streets are paved with gold And the lion lays with the lamb
: Said the night wind to the little lamb, ?Do you see what I see?? ?Way up in the sky, little lamb, ?Do you see what I see?? A star, a star dancing in
: Do you hear what I hear Do you hear what I hear Said the night wind to the little lamb, Do you see what I see Way up in the sky, little lamb, do you
lamb (you must come in at the door) Well I ain't been to heaven but I'm, I'm told The streets the streets are pearls You know the mighty mighty Mighty gates are gold
: John saw a golden city, New Jerusalem come down Twelve jasper walls and gates of pearl/Such splendor all around And he tells about a river of life
and is rare to complain And I still love the smell of that sandy soil, Some say it's dusty, some say it's gold Cause it grows the sweetest fat lambs the
: (Tom Waits) There's a place I know where the train goes slow Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb There's a river by the trestle
we begin-racing like a sparrow through the narrow population seeking purification, the destination is the holy land, of Bethlehem I eat lamb with Abraham
