Текст песни Phillips Anthony - Birdsong
Phillips Anthony - Birdsong слова песни
I hear the birds come greet me in my morning,They sing the songs of love in tongues of ages past,And all the while a vision is unfolding,The Moorhen pipes at me, "don`t sleep the day away".And so with cautious steps I treada measured path through vale and rook,and many signs you`d want to take me with you.And I go down to the Landing,Heron`s Flood flows on storm-clothedAs the harbour lights guide the wanderers home.I see the sun come greet me in his dawning,He holds the seed of life within his aged hands.And, in the sky, a vast procession streaming,Royal banners held aloft to mark the halcyon time.And so I walk in meads below,amongst the springs and weevil-gall,in myriad throngs the grass will take me with you.And I climb up to the Hawk`s Throne,Cragshorn lies at Umbrianand the marram-slopes span the sapient sky.I feel the night come bidding me his greeting,He draws a glowing veil upon a sleepy world.And in the sky the stars roll through the heavens,below, the new-hatched dove stares wondrously above.And so to Esma I am cometo forge a passageway through timeand all, too soon, you`d come to take me with you.And I strike north to the veldt-plains,Dorn Ridge melts in snow-gold.As the Moorhenpipes the pinkery moon.Birdsong, so sweetly, hear them calling youBirdsong, so sweetly, hark they`re calling you.