This Is the Hour
No one must ever see
This thing you're showing me
Your bastard fouls our name
My baby's not to blame
For what I've done
You must decide upon
Which side you're really on
You whored to make this kid
That isn't what I did
Don't touch my son
You must see how it is
When you're my wife
Having that child of his
Brands us for life
No alternative!
The child cannot live
No
You will not touch him
Don't touch my boy
He's what I live for
He's my only joy
You will not touch
him
He is my enemy
It's he turns you from me
Don't touch my boy
Erase him from your life
Even your memory
He's what I live for
He's one drop in a flood
Left here to taint our blood
He's my only joy
Our marriage bond was sworn
Forget that he was born
Of course you have a gun
And now you'll shoot your cousin'
And it's a U.S. gun
Don't touch my
little boy
And do not test
A gun that lost the war
my will
You're the corrupted one Go on and shoot - don't wait
To save your bastard son You must not hesitate
Im warning you,
for him
I'll kill
The earth moves where I stand
I feel the turning of a wheel
I feel nothing in my hand
Not even the feel of steel
You will not take my child...
You don't know how to kill
I have no other choice
What I must do I will
This is the hour
This is our land
We found the power
In our brother's hand
And from a storm
Pierced with light
Fierce and white
The lightning came
A bright'ning flame
To end the night
One man to heed us -
Each girl, each boy
One voice to lead us
In a song of joy
This is the hour
This is our land
This thing you're showing me
Your bastard fouls our name
My baby's not to blame
For what I've done
You must decide upon
Which side you're really on
You whored to make this kid
That isn't what I did
Don't touch my son
You must see how it is
When you're my wife
Having that child of his
Brands us for life
No alternative!
The child cannot live
No
You will not touch him
Don't touch my boy
He's what I live for
He's my only joy
You will not touch
him
He is my enemy
It's he turns you from me
Don't touch my boy
Erase him from your life
Even your memory
He's what I live for
He's one drop in a flood
Left here to taint our blood
He's my only joy
Our marriage bond was sworn
Forget that he was born
Of course you have a gun
And now you'll shoot your cousin'
And it's a U.S. gun
Don't touch my
little boy
And do not test
A gun that lost the war
my will
You're the corrupted one Go on and shoot - don't wait
To save your bastard son You must not hesitate
Im warning you,
for him
I'll kill
The earth moves where I stand
I feel the turning of a wheel
I feel nothing in my hand
Not even the feel of steel
You will not take my child...
You don't know how to kill
I have no other choice
What I must do I will
This is the hour
This is our land
We found the power
In our brother's hand
And from a storm
Pierced with light
Fierce and white
The lightning came
A bright'ning flame
To end the night
One man to heed us -
Each girl, each boy
One voice to lead us
In a song of joy
This is the hour
This is our land
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Maltby, Claude-michel Schonberg, Alain Albert Boublil
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