We Are Alive [French translation]

There's a cross up yonder on Calvary Hill

There's a slip of blood on a silver knife

There's a graveyard kid down below

Where at night the dead come to life

Well above the stars they crackle and fire

A dead man's moon throws seven rings

We’d put our ears to the cold grave stones

This is the song they’d sing

We are alive

And though our bodies lie alone here in the dark

Our spirits rise

To carry the fire and light the spark

To stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart


A voice cried I was killed in Maryland in 1877

When the railroad workers made their stand

I was killed in 1963

One Sunday morning in Birmingham

I died last year crossing the southern desert

My children left behind in San Pablo

Well they’ve left our bodies here to rot

Oh please let them know

We are alive

And though we lie alone here in the dark

Our souls will rise

To carry the fire and light the spark

To fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart

Let your mind rest easy

Sleep well my friend

It’s only our bodies that betray us in the end

Well I awoke last night in the dark and dreamy deep

From my head to my feet my body’d gone stone cold

There were worms crawling all around me

My fingers scratchin’ at an earth black and six foot low

Alone in the blackness of my grave

Alone I’d been left to die

Then I heard voices calling all ‘round me

The earth rose above me

My eyes filled with sky

We are alive

And though our bodies lie alone here in the dark

Our souls and spirits rise

To carry the fire and light the spark

To fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart

To stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart

We are alive