Love walks Through these blood soaked streets Under Calcuttas moon Past the Hindu sages And the English men With their candy smiles Draped in British clothes The dawn brings forth another day Another prayer With Muslim vespers From the ancient Mosques, here As the Christians pass Having learned to love, now In spite of love These are the colors of seasons These are the songs of Teresa The sun beats down Like an Indian drum With an endless rhythm Down on the beggars heads Their copper colored skin In leather lines from a daily scour Borne of many, many years I see the Sisters of Christ Bathe the limbs of the lepers And the sores on the children’s feet As they pray for grace enough To live this day For the good of man By the will of God These are the colors of seasons These are the songs of Teresa Love waits As the daylight fades And the night moves in Oh’ the rights are read for those Who will not see Tomorrow come On Calcutta streets Here on our city streets Are the colors of seasons And these are the songs of Teresa Music & Lyrics By Kenny Munshaw & Roberto Angelis From the album Muther Tung Featuring: Katalin Kiss, Gewn Swick, Ambre McLean, Anna Rogers, Danielle Todd, Kenny Munshaw, Steve Hogg, Roger Travassos, Randall Coryell, Brad Dugas, and many others.. Imagery by Nadya of Mirrored Muse
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