Oh, Lights of Magdala, flicker dimly on the shore
Holy sailors sailing on the sea
Patiently waiting she walk quitely to the door
Another lonely night in Galilea
Oh, Magdaline, don’t wrap your dreams in sorrow
Save them for tomorrow
If it comes, when we'll meet within’ the circle around the sun
Oh, if heaven were a lady, don’t you know you’d been the one
Through the streets of Jerusalem you followed him once more
Holy sailors come home from the sea
Someone somewhere is calling him to a golden distant shore
Far from the warmer nights in Galilea
Oh, Magdaline, don’t wrap your dreams in sorrow
Save it for tomorrow
If it comes when we meet within’ the circle around the sun
Oh, if heaven were a lady, don’t you know you’d been the one
Lights Of Magdala was produced by Klaas Leyen.