Текст песни fogelberg dan - The Reach
fogelberg dan - The Reach слова песни
It`s Maine...And it`s AutumnThe birches have just begun turningIt`s life and it`s dyingThe lobstermen`s boats come returningWith the catch of they day in their holds and the young boys cold and complainingThe fog meets the beaches and out on the Reach it is raining --It`s father and sonIt`s the way it`s been done since the old daysIt`s hauling by hand ten miles out from the land where their chow waitsAll the days get so lonely and long and seas grow so stormy and strong butThe Reach will sing welcome as homeward they hurry along.And the morning will blow awayAs the waves crash and fallAnd the Reach like a siren sings as she beckons and callsAs the coastline recedes from viewAnd the seas swell and rollI will take from the Reach all that she has to teachTo the depths of my soul --The wind brings a chillThere`s a frost on the sill in the morningIt creeps through the doorAt the edge of the shore ice is formingSoon the northers will bluster and blowAnd the woods will be whitened with snowfallAnd the Reach will lie frozen for the lost and unchosen to row --And the morning will blow awayAs the waves crash and fallAnd the Reach like a siren sings as she beckons and callsAs the coastline recedes from viewAnd the seas swell and rollI will take from the Reach all that she has to teachTo the depths of my soul --