Текст песни Harper Roy - The Flycatcher
Harper Roy - The Flycatcher слова песни
As I walked over North Botley copseI saw a fine lady ghost across the topsWith a ring on her finger and the wings on her toesShe can have music wherever she goesThose were the days in the cradle of our loveThose are the days I dream of sweetlyThose were the days and I thank the stars aboveThe flycatcher, the cherry tree, the chestnut coal fire seaAs the last hope of sunshine embers on the hillAt the end of all the rainbows where the timeless legends dwellA ghostly coach and four love, storms the midnight rainAs silently aurora almightly refrainsThose were the days in the cradle of our loveThose are the days I dream of sweetlyThose were the days and I thank the stars aboveThe flycatcher, the cherry tree, the chestnut coal fire sea