I Dreamed I Saw St. August

I Dreamed I Saw St. August - Joan Baez (瓊·貝茲)

I dreamed I saw St Augustine

Alive as you our me

Tearing through these quarters

In the utmost misery

With a blanket underneath his arm

And coat solid gold

Searching for the very souls

Whom already had been sold

Arise arise he cried so loud

With a voice without restraint

Come out you gifted kings

And queens and hear my sad complaint

No martyr is among you now

Whom you can call your own

Go on you way accordingly

But you know you're not alone

I dreamed I saw St Augustine

Alive with fiery breath

And I dreamed I was amongst

The ones that put him out to death

Oh I awoke in anger so alone

And terrified

I put my fingers against the glass

And bowed my head and I cried