Abderhaman, Martin, David
What if the sky were empty?
So many processions, so many bowed heads,
So many hoods, so many wanted fears
So many demagogues, temples, synagogues,
So many squeezed hands, eager prayers
So much angelus1
- Ding -
resounding
And what if
- Ding -
there's nobody there?
Abderhaman, Martin, David
What if the sky were empty?
There are so many slumbers
so many analgesic musics
So many pain killers in these lovely hymns
There are so many questions, so many mysteries
So much compassion, so many guns
So much angelus
- Ding -
resounding
And what if
- Ding -
there's nobody there?
Arour Hachem, Inc'h Allah,
Are Krishna, Alleluiah
Abderhaman, Martin, David
What if the sky were empty?
What if all these tracer bullets,
all these handguns,
all these ignorant women
these orphaned children
what if these toppling lives
these wet eyes
were only the old enjoyment
of killing?
And the angelus
- Ding -
keeps resounding
And what if
- Ding -
there's nobody there?
And the angelus
- Ding -
keeps resounding
And what if
- Ding -
there's nobody there?
1. a religious song committing to memory the message Gabriel sent to the Virgin Mary about her conception of Christ