Translation: Joshua Bell. Dance Of The Blessed Spirits (From 'Orfeo ed Euridice').
Take me in my dreams recurring Cheerful as a childhood dance Into one more taste of freedom One more longing backward glance In the sway of somber music
make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance
us 'Cause your spirit possessed us Yo, you blessed us Thank you very much God bless you God bless you God bless you God bless you God bless you God bless you God bless
slaughter He said, "Record companies ain't got nuttin for ya" Without a lawyer, he taught The Infinity Lessons In how hip-hop could be a, many a blessing
the night Try to get my life right, pray for bright lights Set flames to the wheat rows during an eclipse And the spirits will come out, dance, catch
in flight As I transcend, a-scend or de-scend Re-create, re-incarnate and re-send The powerful spirits of our ancestors For those that don't know how God blessed
today 'Cuz it could be any day, I'ma say goodbye today So young, so gifted Direction of life was uplifted, window in shifted And took a turn for the worst but the blessing
of the Blessed Lamb If your faith ain't strong enough child you might wind up dead Praise the Lord and pass me a copperhead Reverend Jones, he struts and dances
fall beneath the weight Circling the Nexus in a fevered dance with fate Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright Blessed
life, drink it in I'd like to taste colors that are deep in view I'd like to dance in fire with you Feel alive Feel alive Feel alive Feel alive Alive Tempting spirits
man, a piece of me What you can't see is that when you be dancing B As I asked you a question, that's how you answer me So when you don't dance, it'll
mug Satan. Holy Spirit guide my words, because the gospel is hostile a young apostle moshing with monsters and conquering any obstacle. I break demons like break dancing
rhyme slayers These days everybody trying to be a thug or a player Where did all the real motherfuckers go in the game Bring back the break dancers and
drinker, every dancer Lifts a happy face to thank her And the fiddler fiddles something so sublime All the women tear their blouses off The men they dance
I can dance and I can sing I can tell what the future will bring Come wanderer with me and we'll see what you are blessed to be Hey there my love will
moon Are the secret ways the Ravens pray A carmine litany in reverse For the spirits of the Unpure Typhona, Leviathan, Jormungand, Tiamat Bless me with
he can And there goes John F. Kennedy Carolling with his son Reunited for the holidays God bless us, everyone Everybody has a happy glow Let's dance
