A City Called Heaven

A City Called Heaven - Mahalia Jackson (瑪哈利亞-傑克森)

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow

And i'm left in this whole wide world

I'm left in this world alone

I have no hope for tomorrow

But i'm trying to make heaven lord

My home

Well sometimes i am fall

And sometimes i'm driven alone

Sometimes i'm your child

I don't know which way

I can run yes i can run

But i've heard of a city called heaven

And i'm striving to make heaven lord my home