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I Hear Them All

	作曲 : Rawlings, Secor
	I hear the crying of the hungry
	In the deserts where they're wandering
	Hear them crying out for
	Heaven's own
	Benevolence upon them
	Hear destructive power prevailin'
	I hear fools falsely hailin'
	To the crooked wits of tyrants
	When they call
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear the sounds of tearing pages
	And the roar of burnin' paper
	All the crimes and acquisitions
	Turned to air and ash, and vapor
	And the rattle of the shackle
	Far beyond emancipator
	And the lowliest
	Who gather in their stalls
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	So while you sit and whistle, '
	Dixie'With your money and your power
	I can hear the flowers growin'
	In the rubble of the towers
	I hear leaders quit their lyin'
	I hear babies quit their cryin'
	I hear soldiers quit their dyin'
	One and all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear the tender words from
	ZionI hear
	Noah's water fall
	Hear the gentle
	Lamb of Judas
	Sleeping at the feet of
	BuddhaAnd the
	Prophets from
	ElijahTo the old
	Paiute Wovoka
	Take their places at the table
	When they're called
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all

	zuò qǔ : Rawlings, Secor
	I hear the crying of the hungry
	In the deserts where they' re wandering
	Hear them crying out for
	Heaven' s own
	Benevolence upon them
	Hear destructive power prevailin'
	I hear fools falsely hailin'
	To the crooked wits of tyrants
	When they call
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear the sounds of tearing pages
	And the roar of burnin' paper
	All the crimes and acquisitions
	Turned to air and ash, and vapor
	And the rattle of the shackle
	Far beyond emancipator
	And the lowliest
	Who gather in their stalls
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	So while you sit and whistle, '
	Dixie' With your money and your power
	I can hear the flowers growin'
	In the rubble of the towers
	I hear leaders quit their lyin'
	I hear babies quit their cryin'
	I hear soldiers quit their dyin'
	One and all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear the tender words from
	ZionI hear
	Noah' s water fall
	Hear the gentle
	Lamb of Judas
	Sleeping at the feet of
	BuddhaAnd the
	Prophets from
	ElijahTo the old
	Paiute Wovoka
	Take their places at the table
	When they' re called
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all
	I hear them all