Hans Rustad Ring them bells, ye heathen From the city that dreams, Ring them bells from the sanctuaries Cross the valleys and streams, For they’re deep and they’re wide And the world’s on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride. Ring them bells St. Peter Where the four winds blow, Ring them […]
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