Текст песни Jethro Tull - Coronach
Jethro Tull - Coronach слова песни
(words and music by david palmer)Grey the mist --- cold the dawn;Cruel the sea and stern the shore.Brave the man who sets his courseFor albion.Sweet the rose --- sharp the thorn;Meek the soil and proud the corn.Blessed the lamb that would be bornWithin this green and pleasant land.Hi-o-ran-i-oHi-o-ran-i-oBrown furrow shineBeneath the rain washed blue.Bright crystal streamsFrom eagle mountains born.Fortune has smiled on those who wake anew,Within this fortress nature builtTo stay the hand of war.With the wind from the eastCame the first of those who treadUpon this stone, this stone of kings;This realm, this new jerusalem.Hi-o-ran-i-oHi-o-ran-i-o