Folk Noir - The Ragged Wood | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Folk Noir
• The Ragged Wood

Hurry to the ragged wood
For there
I will drive all those
Lovers out and cry
O, my share of the world
O, yellow hair
None has ever loved
But you and I

Hurry, where by water
Among the trees
The delicate-stepping stag
And his lady sigh
They have looked
Upon their images
None has ever loved
But you and I

Have you heard
That sliding silver-shoed
Pale silver-proud queen-woman
Of the sky
When the sun looked out of
His golden hood
None has ever loved
But you and I

Hurry to the ragged wood
For there
I will drive all those
Lovers out and cry
O, my share of the world
O, yellow hair
None has ever loved
But you and I