Wise Men Lyrics - Singles - Kate & Anna Mcgarrigle

In the dessert where the stars are bright 

And constellations rule your life 

Long ago three kings set out 

To follow a peculiar light 

What did they see up in the sky 

That made them take leave of their land? 

And carry gifts on camel back 

Of the years of endless sand 

Through cloudless days and cloudless nights 

The bells upon the camel ring 

And the wind played on rips of sand 

It must be the voices of angels singing 

Gold to crown His loftiness 

Myrrh for the man upon his death 

Frankincense for godliness 

Black smoke eyed that starts tonight 

Minds explode in golden sand 

Underground black waters flow 

In Afghan fields, the poppies grow 

Gold to crown His loftiness 

Myrrh for the man upon his death 

Frankincense for godliness