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Blackmore's night

Wind In The Willows
Blackmore’s Night

As I went a walking
One morning in spring
I met with some travelers
On an old country lane
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky
There´s a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."
So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember each smile on their face
"Our names, they mean nothing...
They change throughout time
So come sit beside us and share in our wine"
So I sat down beside them
With flowers all around
We et from a mantle
Spread out on the ground
They told me of prophets
And peoples and kings
And all of the one god who knows everything
"We´re traveling to Gladston
Over England´s green lanes
To hear of men´s troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over land and the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free..."
So sadly I left them
On that old country lane
For I knew that I'd never see them again
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said...
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