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The Child

from Dying by The Narcotix

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lyrics

Seven locks upon the red gates
Seven gates about the red town
In the town there lives a butcher and his name is
Handsome John Brown

I gave my heart to the Blue Ridge,
The sun washed over, under clouds
I saw myself in God, I knew that it was love,
I felt the tender pressure of Truth

Petit enfant,
(il ne) faut pas avoir peur
Si ç'est ton temp,
(il) faut te laisser.
Dis, repose-toi!
(il ne) faut pas te cacher
Viens avec moi, petit enfant
Petit enfant, viens avec moi
Petit enfant, petit enfant

Petit enfant, écoute tes parents!
Ils ne savent rien, mais t’en sais moins que ca
Dis, repose-toi
(il ne) faut pas te cacher
Viens avec moi, petit enfant

John Brown’s boots are polished so fine,
John Brown’s spurs, they jingle and shine
On his coat a crimson flower,
In his hand a glass of red wine

(Dream)

Can you hear the river falling up the stream?
The angels laughing back our discernment, no discernment
Maybe we will find it, leading with our hearts
Surrender to the fire and let it burn apart

Petit enfant,
(il ne) faut pas avoir peur
Si ç'est ton temp,
(il) faut te laisser.
Dis, repose-toi!
(il ne) faut pas te cacher
Viens avec moi, petit enfant
Viens avec moi, petit enfant
Petit enfant, petit enfant

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from Dying, track released March 1, 2024

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The Narcotix is a West African art-folk band based in Brooklyn, with feathers all over.

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