This for my own reference as much as anything, as in the facebook video, Bono is singing with himself and speaking some words, thus making it much easier to sort out what the lyrics are. ;p

"Who has heard this song so far, this is..?"
"Ehhhhhm, well the band played on it, but they haven't actually heard the final.. because I, I never got to sing it, uh, for them in 1987, so it's twenty years later, it's strange. Although I, ehm, I got a message from Edge, last night, I posted it to him, and he said that I uh, have a future in the music business."

Wave of Sorrow

Heat haze rising, on Hell's own hill
You wake up this morning, it took an act of will
You walk through the night to get here today
To bring your children, to give them away

Oh, oh this cruel sun
Is daylight never done?
Cruelty just begun
to make a shadow of everyone

And if the rain came
And if the rain came down
["See, even the rain coming was a problem, because it took all the top-soil.."]

Souls bent over without a breeze
Blankets on burning trees ["the skeletal figures"]
I'm sick without disease
Nobility on its knees

And if the rain came
And if the rain came now
Would it wash us all away?
On a wave of sorrow
Wave, on a wave of sorrow

Where now the holy cities
Where are the ancient holy scrolls?
Where now Emperor Menelek
And the Queen of Sheba's gold?

You my bride you wear her crown
And on your finger precious stones
Has every good thing now been sold?

["This is Solomon:"]
Son of shepherd boy now king
What wisdom can you bring?
What lyric would you sing?
Where is the music of the Seraphim?
["He used to write the psalms; he was a song-writer, Solomon"]

And if the rain came
And if the rain came now
Would it wash us all away
On a wave of sorrow
Away, on a wave of sorrow
Way...


At this point, the words become a steady chant, and Bono admits, "I can't remember this bit, but it's--", and then proceeds to translate the lines after they are sung. His speaking covers up most of the song-audio, so I'm just going to trust that he's right. ;) (Note that "blessed" is pronounced "blessèd". <3)


Blessed are the meek who scratch in the dirt
for they shall inherit what's left of the earth
Blessed are the kings who've left their thrones
they are buried in this valley of dry bones
Blessed are you with an empty heart
for you've got nothing from which you cannot part
Blessed is the ego [here he laughs a bit]
for it's all we've got this hour
Blessed is the voice of truth, speaks truth to power
Blessed the sex worker who sold her body tonight,
she had used what she got to save her children's life
Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear her scream
Blessed are the stupid who can dream
Blessed are the tin can, cardboard slums
And blessed is the spirit that overcomes


"Sorry!" he laughs, ducking his head and running his hand over his (again too-short!) hair.
"When did you finish that?"
"It's uh.. uhhh.. The day before yesterday."
"Are you still looking for feedback on it?"
"Yeah." he replies bluntly, obviously embarrassed by this whole thing. HE IS TOO CUTE! *loves all over*