Levi Robin - lions den | Текст песни

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I find myself in a lions' den
As a begger with an outstretched hand.
I find myself in a western land
Asking for bread
From dishonest men

Do not fear the lions den
You'll be brought up to your fathers' land
And my cry is the longing of an ancient man
To return to his promised land
Going home again,
Out of this lions' den.

I find myself in a western trend
Here I am,
Back again.
Winding round this lonesome bend
As a stranger in a foreign land.

Do not fear the lions den
You'll be brought up to your fathers' land
And my cry is the longing of an ancient man
To return to his promised land
Going home again,
Out of this lions' den.

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