Yallah Lyrics - Page & Plant

Rendest rachib, rhud rhip zelp 

Borachs un fun dehl noach, shochen zoap 

Oh oh, oh yeah 

Ah ah, oh yeah 

And your city will fall 

And your corn won't grow 

To the silence from the temple 

Hear the truth explode 

It is written in the dust 

It is whispered in the wind 

From the wisdom of the fathers 

Where the word begins 

Ah ah, oh yeah 

Oh oh, oh yeah 

In the kingdom of gold 

And the stolen chance 

You can join the celebration 

See the children dance 

And the bells will ring 

And the crowds will roar 

And the sand in the glass 

Can pour no more 

Yallah, yallah, yallah, yallah 

Yallah, yallah, yallah, yallah 

Oh oh, oh yeah 

Oh oh, oh yeah 

The rivers will freeze 

And the hosts descend 

Through the fires and the storms 

To the bitter end 

And the treasures and the gifts 

And the words and truths 

Will be cast to the heavens 

With Oomrah fruit 

Ah ah, oh yeah 

Oh oh, oh yeah 

And your city will fall 

And your corn won't grow 

To the silence from the temple 

Hear the truth explode 

It is written in the dust 

It is whispered in the wind 

From the wisdom of the fathers 

Where the word begins