Pinwheel of Death

Michele Pawk


SONGS

Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1998

Lyrics THE SUN IN THE MEADOW
IS SUMMERY WARM.
THE STAG IN THE FOREST
RUNS FREE.
BUT GATHER TOGETHER
TO GREET THE STORM,
TOMORROW BELONGS TO ME.
THE BRANCH OF THE LINDEN
IS LEAFY AND GREEN,
THE RHINE GIVES ITS GOLD
TO THE SEA.
BUT SOMEWHERE
A GLORY AWAITS UNSEEN.
TOMORROW BELONGS TO ME.

THE BABE IN THE CRADLE
IS CLOSING HIS EYES.
THE BLOSSOM
EMBRACES THE BEE.
BUT SOON,
SAYS A WHISPER:
ARISE, ARISE,
TOMORROW BELONGS TO ME.

OH, FATHERLAND,
FATHERLAND,
SHOW US THE SIGN
YOUR CHILDREN
HAVE WAITED TO SEE.
THE MORNING WILL COME
WHEN THE WORLD IS MINE.
TOMORROW BELONGS TO ME!