Nostradamus

In the east the wind is blowing

The boats across the sea

And their sails will fill the morning

And their cries ring out to me

Oh, oh, oh, the more it changes

The more it stays the same

And the hand just re-arranges

The players in the game

Oh, I had a dream

It seemed I stood alone

And the veil of all the years

Goes sinking from my eyes like a stone

A king shall fall and put to death

By the English parliament shall be

Fire and plague to London come

In the year of six and twenties three

An emperor of France shall rise

Who will be born near Italy

His rule shall cost his empire

Dear Napoloron his name shall be

From Castile does Franco come

And the Government driven out shall be

An English king seeks divorce

And from his throne cast down is he

One named Hister shall become

A captain of Greater Germany

No law does this man observe

And bloody his rise and fall shall be

Man, man, your time is sand

Your ways are leaves upon the sea

I am the eyes of Nostradamus

All your ways are known to me

Man, man, your time is sand

Your ways are leaves upon the sea

I am the eyes of Nostradamus

All your ways are known to me

In the new lands of America

Three brothers now shall come to power

Two alone are born to rule

But all must die before their hour

Two great men yet brothers not

Make the north united stand

Its power be seen to grow

And fear possess the eastern lands

Three leagues from the gates of Rome

A Pope named Pol is doomed to die

A great wall that divides a city at this time is cast aside

These are the signs I bring to you

To show you when the time is nigh

Man, man, your time is sand

Your ways are leaves upon the sea

I am the eyes of Nostradamus

All your ways are known to me