Celine Dion
French Album
Pagan Prayer
Hands clenched, that's easy
Close your eyes, I rather like it
Knees bent, not impossible
Be quiet a little, “mmm” why not
Hands pressed to each other, that's easy
Close the eyes, i kind of like it
br/>Knees folded, not impossible
Lower voice a little, “mmm” why not
But my prayer is mine
I put everything I have into it I love, what I hope
All that I believe
But my prayer, it's all mine
I put in it all i love, what i hope
All i believe in
I pray to the earth with all my voice
But not the sky, it does not hear me
But not the sky, too high for me
I pray the earth from all my voice
But not the sky, he does not hear me
But not the sky, too high for me
When I wake up I praise the day
Life always, all its wonders
When i wake up i praise the light
The life always, all it's wonders
I pray to the roses, I take the woods
The virtuosos , anything
I pray the roses, i pray the woods
Virtuosos, whatever
I pray winter when it goes away
Summer , the stars and the sea
And the sun and its shine
I pray the winter when he leaves
The summer, the stars and the sea
And the sun and its shines
And I am sincere, I pray for everything
But you, the sky, do not hear
But you, the sky, do t'est
And i'm sincere, i pray for all that
But you the sky, you don't hear me
But you the sky, are you there
C 'is my pagan prayer
My creed my profession of faith
It's my earthly supplication
I put in it everything I hope
And all that I believe
That's my pagan prayer
My creed my profession of faith
It's my supplication from earth
I put into it all that i hope
And all i believe in
I pray the earth, from all my voice
And you the sky, do not forget us
I pray the earth, from all my voice
And you the sky, don't forget me
I pray the men, I pray the kings
To be more of a man, to be less of a king
I pray the men, I pray the kings
/>To be more of a men, to be less of a king
I pray with my eyes, with undone eyes
What the heavens never see
I pray to love , and our brains
Let us imagine and move
And without relying too much on up there
I pray the eyes, the eyes broken
What the skies, never see
I pray love, and our brains
What we imagine and move ourselves
And without count on up-there
Savant poet, I pray for you
And you the sky, listen to me
And you the sky, hear my voice
Scholar poet, I pray for you
And you the sky, listen to me
And you the sky, hear my voice
I pray the peace, the unexpected
The “our father” have nothing to do
I pray the peace, the unexpected
The “our father” have given nothing
And all the men of light
Who wage war against war
And all the men of light
Who are doing war to war
I pray our dreams, I pray our arms
But you, heaven, hear my voice
And you, heaven, hear our voices,
Don't forget us
I pray our dreams, I pray our arms
But you the sky, hear my voice
And you the sky, hear our voices
Don't forget us.

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