Wings of Gold (Nabucco: Va Pensiero Sul'Ali Dorante) - The New London Chorale

Written by：Giuseppe Verdi/Elaine Cook/Tom Parker/Amy Vanmeenen

Close our eyes lord and fly us on wings of gold

Wings of gold that will carry us to Zion

We will dream of a place that is far away

Oh how sweet is the air in the land were we belong

Hear our prayers from our hearts

Lord and answer them

Hear your children and lead them back to Jerusalem

Close our eyes lord and fly us on wings of gold

Oh how sweet is the air in the land were we belong

We will take all our cares to the land over the sea

And we'll rest on the banks of the Jordan

Here our prayer take us there

Give us wings set us free

To live in the land that we love

Oh how sad is the sound of our song

But how sweet is the dream of our homeland

Close our eyes lord and fly us on wings of gold

Oh how sweet is the air in the land where we belong

Here our prayer take us there

Were we belong here our prayer

Take us there were we belong

Here our song here our son