Текст песни Bruce Dickinson - Jerusalem

Текст:

And did those feet in ancient times Walk upon England's mountains green? Was the holy lamb of god On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth on our clouded hill? Was Jerusalem built here In England's green and pleasant land? Let it rain Wash the scales from my eyes Let it rain Let me see again... Bring me my bow of burning gold Bring me my arrows of desire I shall not sleep till the clouds unfold Bring me my chariot of fire Let it rain Tears of blood fall out of the sky Let it rain Wash me clean again... From the frozen waters The king will rise again With two suns in the sky... I shall not cease from mental flight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land See the gleaming spires of the citadel The king and queen will dwell In our hearts... Can Jerusalem be rebuilded here In this trivial time, in this land of fear? In Jerusalem, where the grail remains Walk into the light and dissolve the chains Jerusalem... Here is her secret place From hence she comes forth on the churches in delight Here is her cup, filled with its poisons In these horrid veils And here, her scarlet veil, woven in pestilence and war Here is Jerusalem, bound in chains In the dens of Babylon...

;