Laibach The Cross
(written by Prince) Black day, stormy night No love, no hope in sight Don't cry, He is coming Don't die without knowing the Cross Knowing the cross... Knowing the cross... Ghettos to the left of us Flowers to the right There'll be bread for all of us If we can just bear the Cross Bear the Cross... Bear the Cross... Sweet song of salvation A pregnant mother sings She lives in starvation Her children need all that she brings All that she brings... All that she brings... We all have our problems Some big, some are small Soon all of our problems Will be taken by the Cross Black day, stormy night No love, no hope in sight Don't cry, He's coming Don't die without knowing the Cross! Ghettos to the left of us Flowers to the right There'll be bread for all of us If we can just, just bear the Cross! We all have our own problems Some are big, some are small Soon all of our problems, Will be taken by the Cross! The Cross! Transcribed by IITI
