William Blake – Daniel Amos – letras

Tyger, tyger burning brightIn deep forests of the nightAnd little lamb you are the lightThat is burning in one Child tonightWho felt it so?Who wrote it down?Who lifts my soul?Who wears the crown?Sleep, William BlakeAll is wellThere’s a marriage up in heaven tonightThere’s a fire in hellYou were not madI know time will tellWilliam BlakeThe wild wind’s weeping, the night grows coldThe child is sleeping, the man grows oldThe seed is dying, the child unfoldsAnd he walks upon the streets of goldWho is the child?Who is the man?Who makes me smile?Who loves the lamb?Sighing lovers sleep and dreamUpon the wind the music floatsThe piper pipes at gates of dawnAnd draws us on to starry boats