Ring them bells, ye heathen From the city that dreams Ring them bells from the sanctuaries Cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide And the world's on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride
Ring the bells St. Peter Where the four winds blow Ring them bells with an iron hand For the people will know
Oh, it's rush hour now On the wheel and the plow And the sun is going down Upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells Sweet Martha For the poor man's son Ring them bells so the world will know That God is one
Oh, the shepherd is asleep Where the willows weep And the mountains they are filled With lost sheep
Ring them bells For the blind and the deaf Ring them bells For all of us who are left
Ring them bells For the chosen few Who will judge the many When the day is through
Ring them bells For the time that flies For the child that cries When the innocence dies
Ring them bells St. Catherine From the top of the room Ring the bells from the fortress For the lilies that bloom
For the lines they are long And the fighting is strong And they're breaking down the distance Between right and wrongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.