O Death

Tradução


Kate Mann

Compositor: Lloyd Chandler

What is this? I can't see with ice cold hands takin' hold of me
I am death comin' to excel, I'll open the door to heaven or hell

Oh, death, oh, death
Won't you spare me over till another year?

Oh, death, someone would say: Could you wait to come till another day?
The children pray, the preacher preach, time and mercy are out of your reach
I'll fix your legs till you can't walk
I'll lock your jaw till you can't talk
I'll close your eyes till you can see the very air come and go with me
I am death, come to take the soul, leave the body and leave it cold
Draw the flesh above the frey; earth and worm both have a claim

Oh, death, oh, death
Won't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death
Won't you spare me over till another year?

My mother came to my bed, placed a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm, my feet are cold, deaths movin' upon my soul
Oh, death, how you treaten' me
You close my eyes till I can't see
You hurt my body, you leave me cold, you pull the life right outta my soul

Oh, death, oh, death
Won't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death
Won't you spare me over till another year?

Oh, death, consider my age; please don't take me at this stage
My wealth is all is all at your comand if you will move your icy hand
Oh, the young, the rich, the poor
Their all alike to me, you know
No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold
Nothin' satisfies but your soul

Oh, death, oh, death
Won't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death
Won't you spare me over till another year?
Spare me over till another year
Spare me over till another year

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