John Mark McMillan все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
Baby SonWe thought you'd come with a crown of gold
A string of pearls and a cashmere robe
We thought you'd clinch an iron fist
And rain like fire on the politics
But without a sword, no armored guard
But common born in mother's arms
The government now rests upon
How He LovesHe is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree, bending beneath
The weight of his wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am unaware of these, afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are
And how great your affections are for me
LondonTownThere is a lion
Coming into London Town
Walking on the promenade
Standing in the underground
He's not afraid of the rain, the pain
Things are going to change
I can feel it in my veins
Tongues of FireThe nights we spoke with tongues of fire
The days we walked out on the wire
We were young and we were not afraid
The angels whispered in our ears
To tell us what the hilltop hears
Beholden to the promises we made
When we were young and we were not afraid