City Called Heaven

City Called Heaven - Mahalia Jackson (玛哈利亚-杰克森)

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 strying to make heaven

My home

Well sometimes I am gonna fall

And sometimes I'm driven

Sometimes I'm your child

I don't know which way I can run

I can run

But I've heard of a city called heaven

And I'm striving to make heaven

My home my home