Rivers Of Babylon
The Busters Lyrics


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By the rivers of Babylon
Where we settled down
Where we were
When we remember Zion

But the wicked

Carry us away captivity
Require from us a song
But how can we sing, King
Of a song in a strange land

But the wicked

So let the words of our mouths




And the meditation of our hearts
Be acceptable in the say or our rights

Overall Meaning

The Busters's song Rivers of Babylon is a poignant commentary on the experience of displacement and longing for home. The song draws from the biblical narrative of the Babylonian exile, where the Jewish people were forcibly removed from their homeland and forced to live in captivity in Babylon. The first verse of the song sets the scene "By the rivers of Babylon, where we settled down, where we were, when we remember Zion." This reference to the River Babylon echoes the biblical story where the exiled Jews were said to weep by the rivers of Babylon, as they longed for their homeland.


The second verse of the song highlights the experience of captivity and the pain of being forced to sing songs of Zion in a foreign land. "But the wicked, carry us away captivity, require from us a song, but how can we sing, King, of a song in a strange land." The reference to singing a song of Zion in a strange land can be seen as a metaphor for the struggle to maintain traditions and identity in the face of displacement.


The final verse of the song offers a message of hope, suggesting that even in a foreign land, the words of our mouths and the meditation of our hearts can still be acceptable in the eyes of our Creator. "So let the words of our mouths and the meditation of our hearts be acceptable in the sight of our rights." This verse offers a glimmer of hope that even in the darkest of circumstances, there is still a way to maintain a connection to the divine.


Line by Line Meaning

By the rivers of Babylon
In the land of Babylon, a place foreign to us


Where we settled down
Where we made a new home


Where we were
Where we used to live


When we remember Zion
When we think of our homeland, Zion


But the wicked
However, our captors


Carry us away captivity
Have taken us as slaves


Require from us a song
Demand that we sing for their entertainment


But how can we sing, King
But how can we find joy in singing to our oppressors


Of a song in a strange land
In a land that is not our own


So let the words of our mouths
Let what we say


And the meditation of our hearts
And what we think


Be acceptable in the say or our rights
Be pleasing to our God who grants us freedom and justice




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