Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
John Adams
John Adams
Dirección
Angela Teek
Angela Teek
Voces
Audra McDonald
Audra McDonald
Voces
Grant Gershon
Grant Gershon
Dirección vocal
Hannu Rantanen
Hannu Rantanen
Contrabajo
Janne Murto
Janne Murto
Saxofón
Jari Nieminen
Jari Nieminen
Guitarra
Jari-Pekka Karvonen
Jari-Pekka Karvonen
Percusión
Kari Tenkanen
Kari Tenkanen
Clarinete bajo
Marin Mazzie
Marin Mazzie
Voces
Marja Mutru
Marja Mutru
Teclados
Markku Tabell
Markku Tabell
Teclados
Michael McElroy
Michael McElroy
Voces
Richard Muenz
Richard Muenz
Voces
S. Kantonen
S. Kantonen
Piano
Welly Yang
Welly Yang
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
John Adams
John Adams
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
June Jordan
June Jordan
Ingeniería
Tommy Krasker
Tommy Krasker
Producción
Joan Marcus
Joan Marcus
Fotografía
John Gall
John Gall
Diseño gráfico
Matt Warnock
Matt Warnock
Fotografía
Paul Zinman
Paul Zinman
Ingeniería de edición
Ric Wilson
Ric Wilson
Masterización
Robert Hurwitz
Robert Hurwitz
Producción ejecutiva
Tom Lazarus
Tom Lazarus
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

I heard the knocking at the door
I thought it might be the soldiers
But oh, my love
It was you, forever
Coming back for more
Night stars danced around our fields
The sirens never made a sound
And jasmine bloomed and perfumed the air
And peaches and cherries covered the ground
The baby lay sleeping and safe on the grass
And neighbors came by just to see
And my son was whispering the names of the things
That you pass on your way
To a school where the teachers speak Spanish like me
And you, mi amor
You gave me your lips
You gave me your lips
And you held me so close in the dark
You held me so close
That all of the violence fell into eclipse
And wasteland became like a wonderful park
And the earth began to rumble and roar
And buildings began to crumble and fall
And there was no house
And there was no highway anymore
But you came to me
Serious and tall
Suddenly serious and tall
And we stayed together
Forever and ever
And the enemies, the enemies, the enemies
Left us alone
I heard the knocking at the door
I thought it might be the soldiers
But oh, my love
It was you, forever
Coming back for more
Written by: John Adams, June Jordan
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