Текст песни Nana Mouskouri - Down And Out And Far From Home
Nana Mouskouri - Down And Out And Far From Home слова песни
The wind blows chilly, my bag is emptyThe road runs narrow and it`s full of holesI`ve seen fine cities, and fields of plentyBut none so lovely as the ones at homeAnd home is far, far across the oceanMy house is nothing more, now, than a songOh, come kind brothers, and sing a song for meIt`s been a long long time that I`ve been goneI`ve traveled here and I traveled yonder I`ve journey far and wide and up and down But still the pathway is love to wanderWinds down the starry field My friends are far far across the oceanIf they`ve forgotten me, It`s only fairOh come, kind brothers, we`ll send the dove to themAnd we will drink good health to them and theirsThe wind blows chilly, my bag is emptyThough fortune smiled at me a time or soThere`s no denying she`s a fine ladyIt`s your own doing if you let her goAnd free`s the grass ( Ahh...) and sweet grows the jasmineThough hard times often last a lenghty spellThe sky is light now...the morning`s risenOh, come, kind brothers, now, bid me farewell