
Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Song language: English
Three Birds in Babylon |
Deep in the heart of stone |
The walls are cold and scarred |
Where the phantom, shadow figures are |
Down by the gates, there sang a lark |
She comes at the break of dawn |
The rays fall on her dress |
You know, she used to be a silhouette |
Deep in the heart of stone |
And everyday, she comes to say |
«Look up, look at the dawn» |
Yes, I escaped the shadows once |
I listened to His Son |
But they say |
Look how she goes |
She gave herself away |
Her crown, her throne |
Like a fool, like a renegade |
Now wasting her days and her better youth |
On tricks and charades, but we see right through |
Look how she goes |
Deep in the heart of stone |
No fire, no flame, no spark |
Can overtake or tame the dark |
Of freedom, they’re very fond |
Sing along, three cheers for Babylon |
She goes at the break of dawn |
In that same sun-golden dress |
You know, she’s waiting for the silhouette |
Then sang the nightingale |
And everyday, she comes to say |
«Look up, look at the dawn |
Yes, I escaped the darkness once |
I heard and sang along |
But no one sang along» |
They say |
Look how she goes |
She gave herself away |
A desert rose |
What a delusional run-away |
Got stars in her hair, walks on the moon |
It’s a moonlight mirage, but we see right through |
Look how she goes |
And down by the gates, a dove |
Sang with the girl |
And suddenly the song heard the morning call |
They held with their eyes the dawn |
And three cheers for Babylon |
Sounded strange as they turned to say… |
Look how she goes |
She gave herself away |
No heart of stone |
We’ve been fools, we’ve been renegades |
Now wasting our days, and the better youth |
On these tricks and charades, now we see right through |
Look how she goes (she gave herself away) |
Look how she goes |
Look how she goes |