Poor Jerusalem

Neither you Simon, nor the fifty thousand
Nor the Romans, nor the Jews
Nor Judas, nor the twelve, nor the Priests, nor the scribes
Nor doomed Jerusalem itself
Understand what power is
Understand what glory is
Understand at all
Understand at all

If you knew all that I knew, my poor Jerusalem
You'd see the truth, but you close your eyes
But you'd close your eyes
But you'd close your eyes

While you live, your troubles are many, poor Jerusalem
To conquer death you only have to die
You only have to die



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Writer(s): Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber
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