was born on that night When God sent His Son and said, ?Let there be light? Let there be light Let there be light, let it shine bright Piercing the
a still, starry night And Emmanuel came down among us And the Father said ?Let there be light? CHORUS: Let there be light! Let it shine bright
Vertimas: Point Of Grace. Tebūnie šviesa.
that song I told you came on sounding like He was talking about everything in my life How he was at a point in his own And the problem seemed to be taking
'd be like you ain't buyin me If I was a fresh DJ I'd be like... If I was Jam Master J I'd be like... If I was a cheap clock radio I'd be like... If I
better be prepared The nightmare shall be over now There's nothing more to fear Come join in our singing And dance with us now The nightmare shall be
'll be all aglow from your head to mistletoes, oh There's no road that could ever smell as sweet or look as good enough to eat There's nothin' like a
and Rosehip and Feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered at nights
words "I love you" There would be no point No reason to live without you girl Losing you would mean the end of the world So stop the war, bring back the light
fuck your girl [Chorus:] This bread I eat This salt I swear As I inflate my self with prayer There is no grace There is no guilt This is the law
like Obi Wan Kenobi Through your television I'm shinin' light like a train Comin out like earthworms when it rains Bringin' it like the C.I.A. be bringin
So the judgement's been made To the fairest the graceful says Badly he fails Warning! Feel the heat of passion father king (Don't let him in, don't let
a child smile today I know You was thinking of me Help me to walk humbly and keep temptation far from me Let Your hands guide me let Your light shine
came to baggage claim, so no venture over the fences into the frontier Where regret is varied consequences On the laster days, there will be no castaways Coming aboard cause' there'll be
rosehip and feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling Right voice (reed, yule) Oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered
and Feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling Right Voice (Reed, Yule) oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered
of temples that they sell at drugstores glow I could get into a new one, a fine point with good flow I could let go of the leashes, and let my dogs all
