Gabriel Yared Follow

Blessed Are...
Gabriel And Me
The grey quiet horse wears the reins of dawn
And nobody knows what mountain he´s from
In his mouth he carries the golden key
And nobody ses him but Gabriel and Me, Gabriel and Me

His nose is silver and his mane is white
His eyes are black and starry like night
So softly he splashes his hooves in the sea
That nobody sees him but Gabriel and Me, Gabriel and Me.

He comes in the morning when the air is still
He races the sun and he always will
We raise up the windows and call through the trees
Oh we´d love to fly with you, Gabriel and Me, Gabriel and Me.

For your back is wingless and there´s room for two
We´ll mount from a tree and ride straight on through
But I guess you´re wiser than I thought you´d be
For you never will listen to Gabriel and Me, Gabriel and Me.

For you know that one day we´ll forget to wake
Call it destiny or call it fate
You´ll nuzzle us softly and so silently
We´ll ride in the morning, Gabriel and Me.
With the golden key Gabriel and Me
Forever to the sea.

Joan Baez
Copyright 1970 by Chandos Music
ASCAP 3:27

Blessed Are...
Gabriel And Me