Tzion by Shakhan Lyrics

Yes a man is born into trouble
It comes like the day turns to night
The sun turns to rain
And a man is born into trouble
Like a Jew in Germany
Like a slave in chains
And the wind is so heavy
And the earth rises to meet
Within this body of clay
A heart of gold does beat

[Chorus]

And with the wind in my hair
And with the sun on my face
Join me and run
To the higher place

Yes a man is born into trouble
Comes like the heat to the desert
Like the pain to the cut
And a man is born into trouble
Like a woman says ‘love’
Likе a woman turns away
And we live on the bordеr
Yeah the border of night and day
Within this body of clay
With sorrow and so much pain
Sorrow and so much pain
[Chorus]

And with the wind in my hair
And with the sun on my face
Join me and run
To the higher place

Yes a man is born into trouble
Comes like the child hurt in play
And like lovers in what they say
And a man is born into trouble
Like a church in Russia
And like a power play
 And yes
Run the good race
Fight the good fight
Within this body of clay and
That’s all I want to say