Letra de Song of the Passaic (Bonus)
The rivers run and none shall know How long their waters yet may flow We read the record of the past While time withholds the future castYet in their flowing to the sea The rivers fill their destiny And to the measure of their lays Run on and on through endless daysAnd in the rise The light and glow Of grand old rivers in their flow From distant hills through dales and lea The fair passaic seeks the sea The fair passaic seeks the seaAnd overhead in arch of stone There flows a tide so slow and prone To will of men whose genius planned A waterway that runs through landUntil its slow and lazy tide O'erflows its banks on either side And vaste expanse of wasteland fills With ooze of water at its wiltAnd in the rise The light and glow Of grand old rivers in their flow From distant hills through dales and lea The fair passaic seeks the sea The fair passaic seeks the sea