Paddy Kelly - New Spirit | Текст песни

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• Paddy Kelly
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Shake off all the crimes you have committed
Shake off all the crimes you have committed
Make yourselves a new heart and the new spirit and the new spirit

Would I take a pleasure in the death of the wicked
Would I take a pleasure in the death of the wicked
And I prefer to see him renounce his wickedness, announce his wickedness and live
Why die? Why die?

Take no pleasure in the death of anyone
Take no pleasure in the death of anyone
Take no pleasure in the death of anyone

Come from the far winds, breath
Breathe on these dead
Breath, breath, breath, breath!
Come from the far winds, breath
Breathe on these dead

I shall move the heart of stone from your bodies
I shall move the heart of stone from your bodies
And give you a heart of flesh instead
I shall put my spirit in you

Why die? Why die?

Take no pleasure in the death of anyone
Take no pleasure in the death of anyone
Take no pleasure in the death of anyone

Come from the far winds, breath
Breathe on these dead
Breath, breath, breath, breath!
Come from the far winds, breath...