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• Artiste: Judy Collins
• Titre: Thomas Merton
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The wind sang in the bare woods And Thomas prayed by the trees I heard him whisper through my dreams That life was a reprise I met him on the mountain Seven times we walked I heard his voice and saw his life And listened to his talk People came from far away To stand there by the river They saw his life, they saw his home A searcher and believer He visited with holy men He meant to find the answer He saw all wars were evil And the devil was the dancer He dreamed of being an eagle With wings he would fly From the west to the north to the east Thru rain and sleet, thru wind and snow He'd find his way to bring us peace When his heart led him To the place where he would die The Dalai Lama welcomed him To Thailand Prayers were prayed and joy was spread And hearts were filled with calm But in the afternoon Thomas Merton's life was gone The story was that he had died Stepping from the bath Shocked by the electricity That lay there in his path In holy robes the deed was done As the stars were shining bright Years went by and lies were told Would the truth not come to light He dreamed of being an eagle With wings he would fly From the west and the north to the east Thru rain and sleet, thru wind and snow He'd find his way to bring us peace After he was buried Upon his death concealed The evidence of bullet holes Finally was revealed Somewhere in a shadow life The guilty ones live on With silver in their pockets They hide the smoking gun Why are people so afraid Of those who work for peace JFK and Dr. King Prayed for wars to cease He dreamed of being an eagle With wings he would fly From the west and the north and the east Thru rain and sleet, thru wind and snow He'd find his way to bring us peace The wind sang in the bare woods And Thomas prayed by the trees I heard him whisper through my dreams That life was a reprise Ooh Ooh