Be still, my heart Be still, my soul Do not wallow in the passing of the day Do not turn your gaze to things of the past To the bygone woes of yesterday
I know my heart will be waiting there Beyond these sorrows and these trials And the flesh and blood of my beloved fair Will be resurrected for all time
Be still, my heart Be still, my soul Do not falter at the falling of the night Hear you not the sweet song of the nightingale? See you not the stars strung on high? Be still, my heart And be at rest Beneath thy yonder grassy berm And when the Saviour calls me to His breast To you, my beloved, I'll returnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
