https://youtube/watch?v=oRElf7kJjeU Long evenings full on longing Low-spirited my mornings Full of longing too my nights And all times the bitterest. Tis my lovely I long for It is my darling I miss, My black-browed one I grieve for. Beneath the grass my treasure Under the sand my sweet one Beneath the grass my treasure Under the sand my sweet one Theres no hearing my treasure No seeing my marten-breast No hearing her in the lane Driving below the window Chopping the wood by the stack Clinking outside the cook-house In the earth my berry lies Beneath the grass my treasure Under the sand my sweet one Beneath the grass my treasure Under the sand my sweet one Long evenings full on longing Low-spirited my mornings Full of longing too my nights And all times the bitterest. Theres no hearing my treasure No seeing my marten-breast No hearing her in the lane Driving below the window Chopping the wood by the stack Clinking outside the cook-house In the earth my berry lies In the soil shes mouldering Under the sand my sweet one Beneath the grass my treasure The one I grieve for.
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 05:29:46 +0000
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