Charlotte Church - Jerusalem текст песни

And did those feet in ancient time

Walk upon englands mountains green?

And was the holy lamb of god

On englands pleasant pastures seen?

And did the countenance divine

Shine forth upon our clouded hills?

And was jerusalem builded here

Among those dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold

Bring me my arrows of desire

Bring me my spear! oh, clouds unfold!

Bring me my chariot of fire

I will not cease from mental fight

Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand

Til we have built jerusalem

In englands green and pleasant land!