Текст песни Loreena McKennitt - Moon Cradle
Loreena McKennitt - Moon Cradle слова песни
When the moon-cradle`s rocking and rockingWhere a cloud and a cloud go bySilently rocking and rockingThe moon-cradle out in the sky.Then comes the lad with the hazelAnd the folding star`s in the rack`Night`s a good herd` to the cattle,He sings, `She brings all things back.`But the bond woman down by the boorieSings with a heart grown wildHow a hundred rivers are flowingBetween herself and her child.`The geese, even they trudge homewardThat have their wings and the waste,Let your thoughts be on Night the Herder,And be quiet for a space.`The moon-cradle`s rocking and rocking,Where a cloud and a cloud go by,Silent rocking and rockingThe moon-cradle out in the sky.The snipe they are crying and cryingLiadine, liadine, liadineWhere no track`s on the bog they are flying:A lonely dream will be mine!