paroles de chanson Let Me Make Songs - Robert Prizeman , Libera

Let me make songs for the people
Make songs for the old and young
Songs to stir like a battle cry
Where ever they are sung

Not for the clashing of sabres
For carnage nor for strife
But songs to thrill the hearts of men
With more abundant life
With more abundant life

Let me make songs for the children
Before their footsteps stray
Sweet songs of love and duty
To float along their way

Our world so worn and weary
Needs music pure and strong
To hush the jangle and discord
Of sorrow pain and wrong
Of sorrow pain and wrong

Let me make songs for the weary
Amid life's fever and fret
'Til hearts relax their tension
And careworn brows forget

Where music soothes all our sorrows
'Til war and hurt shall cease
And hearts of men grow tender
And girdle the world with peace

Let me make songs for the people
Make songs for the old and young
Songs to stir like a battle cry
Where ever they are sung

Not for the clashing of sabres
For carnage nor for strife
But songs to thrill the hearts of men
With more abundant life
But songs to thrill the hearts of men
With more abundant life