All My Trials (Live) - Harry Belafonte (哈里·贝拉方特)

Hush little baby don't you cry

You know your mother was born to die

All my trials Lord soon be over

Too late my brothers too late

But never mind

All my trials Lord soon be over

The Jordan of river is chilly and cold

It chills the body but it warms the soul

All my trials Lord soon be over

Too late my brothers too late

But never mind

All my trials Lord soon be over

If living were a thing that money could buy

And rich would live

And the poor would die

All my trials Lord soon be over

All my trials Lord soon be over

Hush little baby don't you cry