Waterson:Carthy - Jack Frost | Текст песни

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• Waterson:Carthy
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Talk of heroes, woe for Nelson,
I must disagree.
Sing the praise of Alexander,
He's no use to me.
Here we only have one hero,
One hero of great fame.
Ne'er failing in his duty,
Listen, I'll tell to you his name.

Endless drawings, countless sketches
On my window pane.
Master craftsman, skilled engraver,
Jack Frost is his name.

From the cold wastes of Siberia,
Every winter he has come.
Never failing in his duty
Till winter time is gone.

Flew the eagle into Moscow,
Sure in its defeat.
Ran the bear and sprang the winter,
Came the grand retreat.

From the cold wastes of Siberia,
Came the hero in my tale.
Three hundred thousand came to Moscow
To perish in the blizzards and the gale.

From the cold wastes of Siberia,
Came the hero in my tale.
Three hundred thousand came to Moscow
To perish in the blizzards and the gale.

Endless drawings, countless sketches
On the window pane.
Master craftsman, skilled engraver,
Jack Frost is his name,
Jack Frost is his name.

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