Shakhan

Shakhan - Tzion

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Yes a man is born into trouble, it comes like the day turns to night,
 the sun turns to rain
And a man is born into trouble like a Jew in Germany like a slave in chains

And the wind is so heavy and the earth rises to meet

Within this body of clay a heart of gold does beat


Chorus

And with the wind in my hair and with the sun on my face 
join me and run to the higher place

Yes a man is born into trouble, comes like the heat to the desert
like the pain to the cut
 and a man is born into trouble,
like a woman says ‘love’ like a woman turns away
And we live on the border yeah the border of night and day

within this body of clay, with sorrow and so much pain,
sorrow and so much pain

Chorus

And with the wind in my hair and with the sun on my face 
join me and run to the higher place

Yes a man is born into trouble, comes like the child hurt in play
and like lovers in what they say

And a man is born into trouble, like a church in Russia
and like a power play
 And yes run the good race, fight the good fight, within this body of clay and that’s all I want to say
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Author: Davyd Homan

Composer: Davyd Homan

Publisher: Davyd Homan

Details:

Released in: 2020

Language: English

Appearing on: Forgotten Tree (2020)

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