I dreamed I saw St. Augustine,
Alive as you or me,
In the utmost misery,
Tearing through these quarters
With a blanket underneath his arm
And a coat of solid gold,
Searching for the very souls
Whom already have been sold.
"Arise, arise," he cried so loud,

In a voice without restraint,
"Come out, ye gifted kings and queens
And hear my sad complaint.

So go on your way accordingly
Whom you can call your own,
No martyr is among ye now

But know you're not alone."
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine,
Alive with fiery breath,
So alone and terrified,
That put him out to death.
And I dreamed I was amongst the ones
And bowed my head and criedI put my fingers against the glass
Oh, I awoke in anger,

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
75
75.86
Gillman No Tendrán Cuartel Lyrics
JOSE EL FRANCES Y NIÑA PASTORI fuera de mi Lyrics