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Translation: Michael W. Smith. The Sacred Romance.
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, bewitch Drowning, drowning in the real The thief of Baghdad hides in Islington now Praying deportation for his sacred cow A legacy of romance from
be your shine if the anguish eclipses your sight Under the skin innocence breathes Inherent grace, free from this waste Insight and pain - sacred romance
nowhere I see this mountain man No move, no step has blown away with the wind The dancer spent his life in sacred lands Gave his life to dance, you see the romance
life away If I'm drowning, so are you A secret life, a sacred light, it powers me I sleep at night with my head hung in misery A true romance, a deadly
All of my dreams that fell through and had tasted so sour Take second place in my mind for this one sacred hour Still I've been moved for so long by this
there I stand stone-still, hence In my own non-existance and muse upon consequence! Blood stained clay, forth from our sacred dissaray Someone will
I'm on this journey to the holy land My heart is searching for a sacred romance Following the echoes of a love song long ago I watch for my returning
a wishing well Feed the pigeons in the park near Tour-Eiffel Bells are ringing, soul of France Bells are singing of romance There's a chapel "Sacre
have the slightest notion, no idea of what you understand by "love" and other terms as worn-out such as this old song and dance, you call romance. Quite
you leave these portals To meet less fortunate mortals, There's just one final message I would give to you. You all have learned reliance On the sacred