Leonard Cohen "The land of plenty" Слова песни

The land of plenty

Don’t really know who sent meTo raise my voice and say:May the lights in The Land of PlentyShine on the truth some day.

I don’t know why I come here,Knowing as I do,What you really think of me,What I really think of you.

For the millions in a prison,That wealth has set apart –For the Christ who has not risen,From the caverns of the heart –

For the innermost decision,That we cannot but obey -For what’s left of our religion,I lift my voice and pray:May the lights in The Land of PlentyShine on the truth some day.

I know I said I’d meet you,I’d meet you at the store,But I can’t buy it, baby.I can’t buy it anymore.

And I don’t really know who sent me,To raise my voice and say:May the lights in The Land of PlentyShine on the truth some day.

I don’t know why I come here,knowing as I do,what you really think of me,what I really think of you.

For the innermost decisionThat we cannot but obeyFor what’s left of our religionI lift my voice and pray:May the lights in The Land of PlentyShine on the truth some day.