Atlas and beyond

Daughter of Sion
(written by Henk Harmsen ©1976 ©1990)

she's crying, she's dieing
for you, don't you leave her
but come and console her
she's broken, so lonely

knows no way, day by day
she's fleeing for someone
afraid to stop, o, run,
run angel, run, hurry

cry, ye daughter of Sion

cry, little angel cry, die, little angel die
for moments of idyll,
for poems of idyll
he soon will come, very, very soon

cry, ye daughter of Sion


Cry, ye daughter of Sion
(written by Henk Harmsen ©1976 ©1990 ©2017)

she's crying, she's dieing
for you, don't you leave her
but come and console her
she's broken, so lonely

knows no way, day by day
yearning for her loved one
afraid to see what's on,
what's on, my love? won't you open up your eyes?

cry, ye daughter of Sion

cry, until you know it's all in vain, die, 'till you suddenly wake up again
for poems of idyll
sweet words that whisper:
who'll cross that river for a second time?

cry, ye daughter of Sion